She thinks I don't get her
She thinks I don't understand
So now I just sit here
With this knife in my hand
I feel that she's worth it
To let it end with this knife
If that's what it takes
To show I understand her strife
I'd do anything for her
I hope she knows that to be true
Now she seems to hate me
Now I just don't know what to do
I play with it in my hand
Gazing at my reflection
Thinking so much
Just how easily it could end
You may read this wondering
Wondering why I'd just want to die
If you knew how incredible she is
Then you'd know why