You found a place for me,
Inside your mind,
Where I will reside 'til I die,
Though it's cold and desolate.
So I asked you once,
And I'll ask you again,
Hate me, break me
Or let me go
Scratches on my heart,
Were your scars,
I'm numb to your touch,
You've got no power over me.
I'm rotting inside your mind,
Deteriorating right before your eyes,
You've already mourned my death,
Yet I still sit here empty inside.
I beg you,
Hate me,
Or let me go,
You can't you won't.
I should have learned
That I'm your prisoner,
You can't hate me,
And you'll never let me go.
