We wake up, almost everyday.
I look at you, you look at me.
It's valentine's day.
YOu could say, "I love you"
WIll it be alright if I said "I hate you"
I will die for you,
but will you live for me?
When I look to my sleeves.
I look to the patterns of my cuts.
We are healing the past, come on.
Live for me.
A normal day.
I"m leaving today, who will you fuck?
I'm out the door, who will you blow?
Fuck it, I"m serious.
I will live for you.
Will you die for me?
I'm living the present, but I've fallen.
Help me up, I'm fallen.
Well, have fun in the nightclub, my dear.
I'll be here waiting, knowing no longer a virgin, you are.
I will be here, beginning the patterns of my cuts.
Who will die?
I will die.
Oh, oh, come on.
I'm serious, I will live.
Will you die?
Will it be reversed?
I've dreamt the future.
But I saw you, you there at my funeral.
I told you I fell, did you help me up?
No, did you reach for me?
No, I reached the ground, I'm gone.
(I made this up, I swear.)