I look in the mirror,
And see my reflection,
My face covered in blood,
And my dress a torn and ripped,
And a knife in my hand,
Then I leaned closer to the mirror,
And saw you lying still,
Behind my bed,
Gasping for one last breath,
While slowly, one drop at a time,
Your blood drops from you and onto your suit and floor,
Then I realize that something has taken over me,
Is it a spirit....,
Or is it my overwelming rage for you,
Because you cheated on me,
And I had to get told by my friends,
Because you see, you don't have the courage to tell the truth,
But I have the courage to rip your heart open like you did mine,
But I actually had the courage to rip your heart open and let it bleed untill everything turns red,
In your eyes and mine,
And when that happens....,
I can finally hide your body in your basement,
Where no-one will find you because I have the key,
And I will rid of it,
Like, how you rid of my love,
And I've just got one thing to say..,
I wonder how you get blood out of the carpet......??
