Blood is trickleing down my side As the knife gets more deep I just want to go into a never ending sleep Stabbing, thrashing, and pushing As the knife gets closer to the bone All i can do is harden like stone your cold face Thoose wild eyes Grow darker with every lie But what if my pain wasent from the knife? what if i dient care about the lies? I just want to please you For you to be proud to call me yours But all the slamming of the doors And all thoose hatefull words Dig in Worse then a knofe They just might take my life Is that what you want? Is that your goal? To knock me down and push me Over the edge Then look down over the ledge and laugh becuase you win? If thats not what you mean than watch what you say Becuase you words hurt worse than a knife And they just might take my life