my comatose life

tearing my soul out for you to see
you turn your back and walk away from me
now i stand here, empty, alone in my mind
you hate me, you took it all away, you left your own kind

you act like you care, like we meant something
when in reality, we meant nothing.
why can't you just give us back the life we had?
you kept telling us we did something so bad...

now i understand what i must do to make you stay..
i must kill myself to make everybody pay.
i knew this life was such a fucking lie
and yet it was that fact we tried to hide.

so when you stand over my casket, do not cry.
since i was born i was doomed to die.
throw your rose onto my headstone,
and go back to your abondoned, lonely home.