• Deep inside in the deepest darkest parts
    I am dead
    The knife you gave me to cut with
    Got to my head
    Instead of cutting little marks
    Instead I cut my heart

    I only wanted to know
    If I had one
    Cause it sure did hurt
    When you broke it
    But I didn't mean to cut it out
    But here now you can have it

    Remember me when you see this mess
    Remember that you caused it
    My heart was in your hands
    You choose to break it
    So remember me when I am gone
    And let your tears line my grave with their false love