now its time for me to speak  and tell you how i had this heart  how you thought you could keep it  and how i feel so far from myself  ive never felt so empty inside    sometimes i wish that i could fade away  so i wouldnt have to spend my time  here with you    ill just close my eyes and tell myself  'maybe a bullet will dance through my head'    if you let me rip your heart out  i promise that i will give it back  but dont expect it to be the same  i'll bring it with razor blades  from all the cuts that i made