the knife in my back

Hand me the knife from my back, I could use it like stab you back, I can't believe that you lied to me you tried your best and acheieve the worst, All i did was kill you but you couldn't stand the thought, you stabbed back and no we're slowly bleeding to death, like brother in a room we bleed from our wounds, spilling our guts and spitting our names, kicking the ball and throwing the blame, If i were to have the chance I'd do it all again, because your still my best friend.