Why Do I Bother, Why Do I care
When I know you never did, and where never there

Y can't i sleep.y can't i dream.y can't i be free.of all this pain.take the knife.then end the pain.by ending my life

Darkness consumes me.as i wish to be free.take the blade.and run it along.strange.it doesnt hurt as much.as looking at you

Cut deep into the pain....my blood falls like rain....onto the ground...my heart starts to pound...and then everything goes blurry...my rage my fury...has all drained....just like the last of my blood

The cuts are deep, i drip a crimson hue, onto my white carpet, then all goes black, as i think of you

Love is a way to get your heart broken into tiny little pieces, and to have no one care