The blade in my hand
the blood on my shirt
i just want to give up and
just lay in the dirt
i laugh for a moment
u c tears from my eyes
u give no comment
but for a good bye
u give me a kiss
and say it will be my last
i pull out a gun shoot and miss
u start to laugh as u pass
i shoot again and hit
i cut again and bleed more
i start to scream a bit
wat did i do this for
