Stab me twice.
Once in my chest and once in my back.
Slit my heart but just enough to keep me alive and intact.
You may be smart and strong.
But you don't even know what you've done wrong.
At least that's how it seems.
Your body is my coffin as you haunt my dreams.
So leave me for dead.
While you lay softly in your bed without a single thought of regret in your head.
Now rub the salt in the wound by replacing me.
And throw me to the ground by laughing and watching me bleed.
But seeing you happy numbs the pain.
But each time you change I begin to go insane.
Kick me while I'm down by going with him and leaving.
With each kick a rib breaks as I'm here barley breathing.
But thanks for the bittersweet aftertaste.
Now I know I was just a waste.
