Then tear me down.
You'd have to use more than a cup
to catch all the blood and pain
seeping out of the veins in my heart and soul.
[It's starting to rain.]
You're making me feel worthless;
I thought you were someone I knew,
but you couldn't give a shit's less.
You don't even have a clue.
I know I have a knack for ruining people's lives,
but I never thought I'd ruin your's.
Whatever you do, you better keep me away from the knives.
You've closed all the doors
that I thought were open for me.
I felt so happy and full of glee,
but now I'm back to where I was.
But it's ok,
'cause you're not bothered in the least.
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