You told me that you love me and then you dumped me like I'm just a bit of dirt on your shoes
that hurt more then anything and yet you still say you got feeling for me.
It hurts more then i thought the pain burst inside so this is what I'm going to say.
i still love you but i hate you more for it, i don't want to be your friend i don't want to ever see you again. so please let me die, let me hide in a hole where you can see me. let me take this knife and cut my skin for thats what i want more then anything before
