You Make Me Wanna

You make me wanna cut myself
You make me wanna cry
You make me wanna see myself
Just lay right down and die.

I can't explain how I feel
But I need to tell you this is real
My head is pounding
My heart is aching
All because you kept me shaking

I don't know what to think
I don't know what to do
All I know is that I must leave
Before you die inside too.

Leave me be, let me rot
Sooner or later I'll be shot
My remains shall be behind
So I can face my great demise