I'll take this posion,
I'll let this liquid slowly destroy what's left of my heart,
I never did like this heart,
It always latched itself on to people,
So I'll let death take this curse of mine,
Before you come back and torture me,
With the heart I thought was mine,
I don't want to be fooled again,
So I'll go bottle after bottle,
Till my heart can't recognize that it Belongs with  you.