Heart scorned

I reap the benefits of a heart scorned
i dream thoughts of death and suicide
and how i lay in the dead of night
my heart ceases to beat for tonight i will die
ive lost the will to live, to breathe, to be
and when i die, you wont even cry
but smile and nod and laugh at me
the last laugh is mine, no talk to be held
but lie in my bed, eternally resting
i'll reap the benefits of your broken heart
im already dead, i tore us apart