SLIP OF THE KNIFE

COME WITH ME
TAKE MY HAND
THERE IS SOMETHING YOU SHOULD SEE
THIS IS NOT PRETEND

TAKE A LOOK INSIDE
ITS TOO LATE, THERES NOTHING YOU CAN DO
YOU ARE A DAY BEHIND
THIS HAPPEND BECAUSE OF YOU

THERES NO NEED '
FOR YOU TO CRY
I WANTED TO BLEED
I WANTED TO DIE

I AM BETTER OFF NOW
WITHOUT A LIFE
SHHH...LISTEN TO THE SOUND
THE SLIP OF THE KNIFE

AS MY BLOOD PUDDLES UPON THE FLOOR
I START TO CRY
I SEE YOU STANDING AT THE DOOR
I SIMPLY ASK WHY

I CAN'T HANDLE THIS PAIN
MY DEATH IS NEAR
YOU ARE THE ONE TO BE BLAMED
MY PAINFUL CRIES ARE WHAT YOU HEAR

HOW CAN YOU LIVE WITH THIS
LOOK AT WHAT YOU HAVE DONE
ONE LAST KISS
THE VERY LAST ONE....