Looking through my eyes is a sin
and knowing you do makes me not win
looking at the fire burn the wood
makes me wonder if i should
if i should kill myself right away
or if i have enough sense to stay
do you even all want me here
knowing everything and all of my fears
asking myself why i cry at night
wondering if everything will be alright
seeing your lifeless body as i lye awake
knowing everything and all the mistakes
picking the knife up in my hand
putting it to my wrist knowing i can
pressing down hardly but yet so disturbing
knowing for everything i am deserving
i deserve to die and go straight to hell
thats a place were nothing can tell
they'll whip you and tease you and break you down
they'll laugh at you while you fall to the ground
i lye on my back motionless
wishing from you i had your last kiss...
