As the tears fall from my eyes,
As I try to slowly die,
The hope slips through my fingers as my energy drains,
And finally I feel the physical pain.
Slowly I see you all over her,
I ask God 'Am I Satan?' (and I mean it)
The way my heart turns,
The way my stomach churns,
The way you give me butterflies,
And still I try not to let you see me cry.
As I watch her take another,
As I watch the way she loves you,
I hate it so much it makes me sick,
I hate it so much I can't breathe,
And I feel numb,
The time has come, I see no light just pitch black,
Against the blood I have shed,
I pray to die and death shall be granted,
For I will no longer be your burden.
