You brought my life to the end,
Telling me I wasn't good enough,
Good Enough for anyone to love.
So I drag this blade down my wrist,
Someone once taught me not to cut across the vein but to cut along it.
You brought my life to the end.
I wrote you a note on that day,
Telling you that you made me do this.
Telling you I once loved you.
But that love I had for you is now the reason why I'm gone.
No more pain for you to cause me.
You cant hit me anymore,
Cant make me cry,
Cant beat me down inside.
I wrote you a note telling you that you did this to me.
You brought my life an end!
 
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