This is the end of the line.
The end of my story.
There is no more caring
No wearing my heart on my sleeve.
This is all my fault.
If I would've let you be
You wouldn't be behind bars.
Maybe it's best that I've come to a stop.
I hate this world
I hate the people in it.
Society's rules are our fate
It's just filled with so much hate.
The hate of myself
And the love for you
I'm tearing my skin
Slicing it away.
There's no one else.
You were all I had left
But now even you have been taken away
I've pushed everyone else away.
No one knows the way I feel.
No one sees the way I kill.
Slicing my skin so I can't feel.
