I left you this note
To show you how
How much I fucking hated you
Our love was all a lie
A make believe
Our life was all a lie
I’m not sorry
I’m not fucking sorry
I am that blank
That sits between your teeth
I am the lie
That’s on the tip of your tongue
I am the knife
Sunk deep inside your throat
Your kind words are pissing clotted blood
Now you have nothing nice to say
Save it for the grave
Leave nail marks in your six foot home
I’m fine alone
Save it for the grave
Like the nail marks in my back
So I left you this note
This is how I truly feel
So I left you this note
To express how I feel
Dead
We’re through
We’re through
Fuck
We’re through
We’re through