This will be the last time,
That I’ll willingly bleed for you,
Cause when I do it always seems like a crime,
Stabbing me, you’re the best at what you do,

This will be the last time,
That I’ll allow myself to wonder,
If I’m as worthless to you as a dime,
Cause I can’t swim and you love to take me under,

This will be the last time,
That I let myself trust and love someone,
For I’ve had my share of the grime,
While of the pleasures, none.

Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.

Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.

Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.