so i'll sever my throbbing vein
so i'll suffer from that pain
the crimson blood will gurgle out
sticky, warm, i'll scream and shout
i'll gouge your words out from my flesh
although through them i've been blessed
i can't just leave them here to haunt
when love recedes and passion's gone
i'll sew you out of my own skin
forget your touch, ingrained within
rip my soul and spirit apart
just to wring you from my heart
i'll take a knife, serrate my brain
rendering me completely maimed
too much thinking thoughts of you
i hate it through and through
my blood will run and then stop cold
a broken me you will behold
but you're the one to hold the knife
i have to, must save my own life
before you do all that yourself
before you leave me in the depths
i can't let that happen! this time, no!
i love you, but i must let you go
- i'll never hurt myself as much as i know you can and probably will