It seems that every time my mind wanders to the thought of you,
My heart literally begins to hurt.
But I'm not trying to be immature about it,
I literally have chest pains that are usually caused by high stress levels.
You know sometimes just the thought of you makes me want to swallow a knife,
But I was diagnosed with a mental disorder a long time ago.
So don't you worry if I actually do.
Quite frankly, as far as everyone else is concerned,
It wasn't and couldn't have been your fault.
You know some nights after we argue I cry myself to sleep,
But don't you worry about that,
I've been called worse things by you before.
It seems as though this relationship has put both of us in quite the predicament,
With two people sitting pretty on the edge of insanity,
It probably won't end well.
But don't you worry about that either dear,
Because we're both already dead anyway.