You're bad for me
You're the end of me
You make me sad
You make me angry
You frustrate me

You do all these things
Yet I still love you

I need to end it
I need to end it
I have to end it
I have to end it
I want to end it
I want to end it

But I know if I do
That you'll be gone too

As I lay here
There is not one thought of sleep in my mind
The only thought is of you

The thought of how
perfectly shaped your lips are

The thought of how
your eyes consume my soul

The thought of how
your smile lights up my heart

But then as I come back to reality,
And I realize only
That blood can be drawn
As easily as the fake thoughts
within my head are created