Don't Ask, And I Wont Tell.

Stabbed through the heart
to watch my blood run free.
Is what happens
if you ever leave me.
A bullet to the head
blood running down my face.
Is what happens
if someone has to take your place.
A rope wrapped tightly around my neck
carefully hung up on a tree.
Is what happens
if you I can no longer see.
A blade to my wrist
pushed down to the vein.
Is what happens
if I must suffer from that pain.
Pills to my mouth
dizzy in the head.
I'll finally lay down to rest on my bed.
And stay there forever.
A corpse who died from a loss.
It's a heavy price to pay, when it's not worth what it costs.