Hating of Loving You

Dear Jay,
You made me feel
so stupid
I don't know why

I wanna die
because of you
and you don't care

I grabbed my knife
and slit my wrists,
blood was gushing out

I passed out
and then woke up (at least I think I did),
Death was standing in my room

He took me to the cemetary,
and buried my body,
I came back in the same body, all roted

I came back to haunt you,
I don't know whether,
I hate you or love you,
I think it's both!