Pull the knife out slowly,
I want to feel this pain.
Stab it back in,
Like this is a little game.
Wanting you to see my blood,
fall from my wrist.
Dying isn't such a risk.
Isn't this all fun and games.
Don't you want to play?
I'll hand you that knife,
You can do it all.
I want to watch you,
As you see me fall.
Staining your hands,
With my blood.
It's my trademark to you.
Hoping your happy,
with what you've done.
Isn't watching me die,
So much fun.
Try to wash that blood away,
I've stained you for life.
