The Bloody River

I'm sick of all the b*******, I see I'm no good for you, you say you want me to die well you've got your wish, and I've got my knife. Just to make your insides churn I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll sit in the bathtub, and open up all my old cuts, and I'll watch the blood flow, and just out o spite for you I'll smile, and dig deeper, till my blood's literally starts gushing out, you pressure me way too much, you don't even love me a bit so why cry for me when there's no love in your heart for me? The blood's flowing more, and more now there's no way I'll live, and I'm happy because I don't want to live, then I'm gone minutes later, and then you walk in, and see my lifeless body floating in the bloody river.