Your Death

Now I think I really hate you,
and now I want to kill;
I think you know it too,
and your grave you soon will fill;

As I wash my bloody hands,
I've noticed what I've done;
It's my life that no one understands,
But I know I haven't won;

You know you didn't have to do that rite away,
All you did was ruin my life;
You did it every single day,
But I did it out of strife;

I know I did it for you,
And you know you wanted it bad;
I wanted you to die and you did too,
And for the first time in my life, I am glad;