Why the hell are you doing this
look...
if you want me tell me if you don't the tell me
because you are tearing me apart telling me you want me...
then telling me you do not
I do not understand what you are trying to do to me
are you trying to kill every last piece of my heart
why
what do you get out of making me slit my wrists every night
does it make you happy
please just listen to me
i love you
but you are messing me about
and i can not take it anymore
i may as well kill myself
it might be better for the both of us
i mite as well go and get my knife
and cut as deep as i can
but still your be the first and last thing on my mind...stop doing this to me...i love you...
