Cut my wrist , slit my throught hange me up and let me crock

Is it me or is it you, maybe it is the fact thet i found you.
to ben the man of my dreams he gives me butterflys.
ben harr i love you forever
till death will we part

I had my heart riped out and split in two just for you

this is for david
some one that will never understand the true fellings of my heart