The Fun in Dying Young

The Fun in Dying Young

On the ground where I lay,
choking on words you'd never say.
I want to hear you wishing me away,
So I could end my stupid life today.

You mumble those words I dread,
because I know you want me dead.
I'm tired of this life that I've led,
Just take a bullet straight to my head.

Let me lie here in this agonizing pain,
for I have nothing left here to gain.
Wipe the wall of my blood stain,
pretend things will get better again.

My wrist would let the blood spill,
as I hold this blade against my will.
I know I was your favourite kill,
my death gave you the biggest thrill.

And right where I lie,
I turn to see you cry.
Your fun will soon die,
Once I close my eyes.