The sharp, gleaming blade asked me for a kiss
A kiss on my neck, a kiss on my wrist
And as it had gotten way too far
I no longer had a beating heart
Slowly, my tears poured down just like the rain
Just as the blood escaped my vein
The floor that once was white is now red
Because of all the blood that I have shed
I ponder about what I just did
And now, goodbye is what I bid
I know it's too late to change my mind
And right now, death is just too kind.
