For the Best

I think it's best if you forget what I said
It wasn't "I love you", it was "I want you dead"
I can't stand the sight of your face
If it was drawn on paper, it'd be erased
Sick of pretending you're what I need
When all you've done is made me bleed
A thousand scars for who you were
Eventually, just like your face, they'll blur
A perfect wrist and heart I'll receive
When you do what's best and finally leave