Our love story

Blood dripping from this knife.
Looking down at the ground.
I see your dead body looking up at me.
What did I just do?

This is our love story.
You lied, you cheated, you played me.
I believed you, and you hurt me.
Now you're on the ground.

You're colder than stone.
Colder than your soul ever was.
I don't feel bad, It doesn't phase me.
You used and abused me.

Looking at this blood all I feel is joy.
Why didn't I do this earlier?
I slit your throat so casually.
Like it was so easy.

This may sound bad, but I don't miss you.
I hope you have fun rotting in hell.
You're only a mistake in this miserable world.
This is our love story, it has a depressing ending.