babe, i'm sorry

well im still alive so obviously i didnt kill myself... i used to think about it alot tho

There is a razor in my hand,
It is my promise of death.
I can take it or leave it.

The only thing that keeps me
from fulfilling my life long
dream of death is you, my love.
I live for you.  I put down
the razor for you.  

This time there is no stopping me.

Babe, I'm sorry
but I just can't help it.  The thrill of
blood is better than life itself.    

As the razor let's the blood
rush from the inside out.  I
hold a picture of you close
to my heart.  Knowing I will
never see it again.

Please don't mind my death,
go on and live life as if I was
never in it.