If I Die

If I die, will you miss me?
Will you cry?
If I give into my pain,
Will you weep?
Will you follow me, too tortured by my memories?

If I die, will I be remembered?
If the answer's yes, what part of me will be the one unforgotten?
The joyful one, or the sinner who couldn't wait to burn?

Oh, sweetheart
I'm at the point of no return
I dream of poisoned cookies, of teacups full of cyanide
If I were straight, I'd be a jock
But since I'm bi, I'm undecided
I could play with cards or with knives

If I die, will you regret all you did?
Will you feel ashamed of being so prejudiced?
If the answer's yes, I'm glad
Something good came out of this

Don't feel bad
Don't pity me
I made my choice
I escaped this hell,
Chose my own path in this dark
Now, you choose yours
If I die, don't let it be in vain