I cut my wrists and watch the blood pour
drip by drip i watch it hit the floor
then i see you come in the door
tears well up in your eyes
and you scream i told you not to cut anymore
i fall to the ground and tears start to pour
into the pool of warm blood they fall
then i start to crawl on the floor to you
things start to go Grey and i can not see
so there i lay at your feet
with so many things left to say
a whisper creeps from my mouth as i fade away
all that comes out is please don't hate me anymore
