I'm tired of your calls
And your ill conceited jokes...

When I look to the right of me
I witness such sincerity...

These sins that I have in me
have only arisen because you left me...

As i felt the shadows engulf my heart
I knew any last hope for me was shredded apart...

I love you.
I love you...

When you push me
I feel a ghastly sting...

Ten little toes wriggling
joined by happy ten more...

Blade slides deeper
Blood makes the show...

I'm dying.
Crying...

Ever since I met you
That one heated night...

These thought of me grabbing you
and creating the things I'd wish to do...

It's really hard for me to confess the things I...
It's like a nightmare that's been awoken after all...