You told me how to do it...

How you made it look so flawless...

A straight line of all your lies...

Crimson red bubbles popped up to the surface...

Dripping down your wrist...

I watched with my eyes...

Then you looked into me...

Took me by the hand...

Lead me down a path of pain, hurt, agony and despair...

Of course, I walked down this path...

Now you were telling me how to do it...

Making it look oh so flawless...

A straight line of all my own lies...

Crimson red bubbles popped up to the surface...

Dripping down my wrist...

You watched with your eyes...

I looked into you...

Begged for you to stay...

You kissed me...

Made me feel...

So you could break me...

You taught me to cut...

Knowing it would please you...

I did...

You were good to me...

Or so I thought...

My best friend knew...

You were the death of me...

I had to see you...

I stood up for you...

When nobody else would...

I risked it all for you...

Tore my relationship with my family...

Into shreds...

Now they try to put me on meds...

Sleeping in hospital beds...

You and I...

We were so alike...

I made you cry...

But you...

You...

Made me want to die...

So... 

I...

Tried...