Is it ok that i slit my wrist?
No

Is it ok that i drink to forget?
No

Is it ok that i want to kill you?
No

Is it ok if i want to be dead?
Yes

I'm going to smile like nothings wrong, talk like everything is perfect and pretend it's not hurting me...

Still holding onto the memories.

Yours hands around my neck.
My body gasping for a breath.
Trembing of our hearts,
And the weakness so fourth-coming.

One for a sorrow.
Two for a struggle.
Three for a death.

So aware of your cheating lies.
So aware of your last gasp of air.
So aware of your lifeless body.
And i'm so aware that we both went to far.

I'll come running to see you once again.

This time i won't be caught.
This time i won't survive.
This time i will make it work.
This time is my suicide.

Are you sorry for blaming me?
For everything i didn't do.

Its where i lie
Broken inside
Where did you go?
Nobodys home...
Again