you take a glance at my cut up wrists
and you ask why i did it
You tell me it hurts you when i do it
but it hurts me even more
You ask why i did this
but i cant tell you
because its all because of you
One day you come in
and see me on the floor
you try to wake me up
you cant do it anymore
You glance at my wrists again and as you do
you see the words cut into it "because of you"
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