Better off Dead
If I told you I loved you,would you runaway?If I said I needed you,would you be there?
If I said I was leaving you today,would you still love me tomorrow?
If I were to wind up in some insane asylum,would you wait for me?
What if I picked up my blade,would you save me,or get up and leave me?
Maybe,you're all the same.
Care about me for a few weeks,maybe a few months,then leave me in the dust.
They promised they would be there...but,in the end they were never really there at all.
If I were to fall,would you catch me,or act like you never really cared at all?
If I were to stop loving you,tell me...What would you do?
If I were to breakdown in fear,would you save me,or runaway and disappear?
If I told you I would die for you...would care?
In some sense,I wish I had never took down my defenses.
I wish I was how I use to be.
So closed off,so incomplete.
When I knew nobody cared if I died.
When I knew I would be alone when I cried.
If I were to walk away,would you chase after me,or turn your back and never face me?
If I said I hated you,would you still love me?
Maybe I'm so fucked up because of the way I've made myself.
Maybe it's my fault like everybody said.
Or maybe,it's because I know deep down in my heart...
I'd be better off dead.
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