It was a dark night, You held the dagger to my heart, I wonder what it would've felt like had you chosen to slice me apart Fear is what it tasted like I could feel my heart's frenzy Something wasn't right that day Was it that one of us finally went crazy? I've been sleep deprived and terror clogs my brain I finally realize what it's like when there is no wound, only pain You might have had your reasons for otherwise you're really nice But even the most virtuous are full of one or the other vice I wonder if you'd have listened to the voice inside your head, would you have stopped or would you have instead gone ahead? It hurt me that I meant so little My death, perhaps trivial despite no bloodshed that day Trust me, the blood was real.