Mest

Is this good bye?
Well you'd be better off dead
Than lying here alone
I'm desperately waiting
For the beating of my heart
It just won't come
Unless you creep into this night
Find me, rip it from my chest
Now my love is meaningless
For my death you won't confess
We have cursed this night
The blame play, start my lies
Well I'd be better off dead
Than lying here alone
I cursed you and I
With my psychopathic mind
I cut you deep, stitched you up
Until there's nothing left but scars