You tell me that you've 
found someone else. 
you tell me it's over. 
Yet,you come back, 
and you tell me you love me. 
You tell me you're sorry. 
you didnt mean to do this. 
you cry,I cut. 
you ask why.. 
I say because you screwed up. 
You broke my heart, 
you tore my life apart. 
I cut deeper,you cry more. 
I ask why you want a goth girl anyway. 
You say because you love me. 
I tell you that 
you didnt want me 
you were just desperate. 
I get up and walk off, 
blood dripping from my wrists,and 
tears flowing from my eyes. 
I look back,and whisper, 
"I still love you" 
and I walk away, 
you tell me that you've 
found someone else. 
you tell me it's over. 
I cut deep and commit suicide