Hurt

You said you loved me,
You said it; you lied.
You said you loved me,
You said it; I died.

I said I loved you,
I said it; I lied.
I said I loved you,
I said it; I died.

And as I lay here,
Blood dripping from my wrist.
And as I lay here,
I know I won't be missed.

My life has been branded,
I know that I'm no saint.
My life has been branded,
On my leg spells the word hate.

My family doesn't love me,
No-one I know cares.
My family doesn't love me,
And my paper heart tears.

Now I am dead,
And No-one knows.
Now I am dead,
Soon you'll all know.

You drove me to this!