Even when I need you most,
you still somehow seem to never be there.
You are that of a leech,
forcing yourself on me, sucking me dry, watching me die,
the world couldn't fucking make you care.
What is it that attracts you so much
to causing me to suffer through your pain?
You say that you love me,
but they're my wrists you're cutting, not hugging,
and you laugh at my skin now blood stained.
I sit there and wrap my arms,
alone as usual because you're out fucking some girl.
But this time I'll meet you,
right at the door, you don't know what I have in store,
when you walk in and my gun takes you for a twirl.
you still somehow seem to never be there.
You are that of a leech,
forcing yourself on me, sucking me dry, watching me die,
the world couldn't fucking make you care.
What is it that attracts you so much
to causing me to suffer through your pain?
You say that you love me,
but they're my wrists you're cutting, not hugging,
and you laugh at my skin now blood stained.
I sit there and wrap my arms,
alone as usual because you're out fucking some girl.
But this time I'll meet you,
right at the door, you don't know what I have in store,
when you walk in and my gun takes you for a twirl.