Slit My Veins

Sitting in my room,
alone and about to cry
counting with my fingers
all the reasons why
the reasons why you hurt me
why I'm not good enough
why this stupid heartbreak
is turning out so tough
ever since you've hurt me
i cant look at anyone else the same
i cant believe you've wrecked me
you thought it was a game
could you ever come and talk to me,
and tell me how you felt?
instead you just abandoned me
thinking things would work out well.
If "well" is slicing and dying,
i guess that you were right
so I'll just slit and split my veins
and go to sleep tonight.