I\'m holding the knife to my throat.
debating whether it\'s worth it,
you\'re hurting me so bad,
but I\'m nothing && I guess i deserve it,
i press a little harder,
still I\'m not quite sure,
you think you are inadequate,
but i couldn\'t wish for more,
you made me so happy,
more than I\'v ever been,
but i wouldn\'t have got into this,
if only i had seen,
cuz along with the happiness comes a great deal of pain,
and as i slit my throat for you,
the blood will fall like rain.
