Bleed me dry

I live on the edge of depression , it's got me strung out the closer I near the other side ,
It's got me in a tangle , got my neck in a crippling strangle ,
And it's caused a smile , a tear ,

Don't expect to read any deeper than the cut I put into my chest ,
Took out my heart , the day I saw what you did ,
Taking my generosity , manipulating it to serve your vindictive ways ,
But ,
But I love you for it , it's caused me more pain , and I love it.

It's euphoric to see your own blood , that liquid you could drink ,
See the other side , the devil and God , his mistress and his chainsaw ,

You wonder why , why I turned like this , so take a look in the mirror ,
See the reflection of a deadly projection ,
Projecting it's reflection , nothing but an empty vessel ,

Dazed , confused , strung out , and I want it , want it all ,
More pain , more blood , it's my drug ,
It's my inspiration ,

Cause till the day I die , I'll bleed this pen dry