I loved you
Buy you didn't really love me
Now I know you couldn't see
Now cuts on my wrists are so deep
That it is hard for me to speak
I'm having trouble breathing Because the cuts are bleeding
Blood rushing out
As fast as water does coming from a spout
I think I am dying
But I'm glad because I'm sick of crying
Here comes more and more blood
My sink is starting to flood
The room starts to spin the dizzier I get
But now I guess it is set
All the sudden I fall to the ground
And rest in peace and go to sleep without making a sound.
