My lips quiver
and my body shakes
sorry you had to hear that
you just don't know what it takes
you try to make me feel worthless
most of the time i believe you
I'm worthless now, just as you said
I'm dead, but you wish that it weren't true
sitting on your steps, car keys in your hands
contemplating to go to my funeral or not
you never came, I'm just the girl who's 6 feet under
laying in a wooden box, as worms watch my body rot
you're never there, even when you say you are
you tried to hurt me so much
you only hurt yourself
and you can't stand the miss of my touch
you did this to me
there's no one else to blame
and now I'm dead
i got sick of your game
