I Deserve This

Take this blade.
And grasp it into your hand.

It's okay.
Speak a little more.
It's okay.
Tell the lies further more.

Lower the blade to the waist.
Take a breather i know you just can't wait.

It's okay.
Tell them I'm a Bitch.
It's okay.
Tell them I'm a witch.

Point the blade to my heart.
On the back you already torn me apart.

It's okay.
Make me cry.
It's okay.
Tell me I desire to die.

Slowly move the bade into my back.
As life flicker away from my eyes, it'll be just that,

I was never your friend in the first place