I bleed for you..

As I lay here Dying,
with a knife to my wrist,
Am i going to be the one you miss?

The knife carves through,
my face turns dark blue,
i close my eyes and try to breathe
how could u do this to me?

As the knife hits the floor,
and my life fades by,
i hit the floor and begin to die,
thinking this all was just a lie.

As I lay here Dying,
with a knife to my wrist,
Am i going to be the one you miss?

Your found me in my room,
my skin beet red,
you didnt want it to be true,
how i could be dead.
and how i bled for you

As I lay here Dying,
with a knife to my wrist,
Am i going to be the one you miss?

As i lay here dead,
on this hard bed,
with you on my chest,
and a bullet in your head....