Yourlastbreath The Matter With Us
now its time for me to speak and tell you how i had this heart how you thought you could keep it and how i feel so far from myself ive never felt so empty inside sometimes i wish that i could fade away so i wouldnt have to spend my time here with you ill just close my eyes and tell myself 'maybe a bullet will dance through my head' if you let me rip your heart out i promise that i will give it back but dont expect it to be the same i'll bring it with razor blades from all the cuts that i made