Dear Sweet Impaler

The thin part is feeling so separate,
This bedroom, a voice, and a matress,
It says: 'don't sleep, don't think, just drink'.
You'll find yourself faster when passed out cold.
(where are you tonight?)
This is the last time, I'll fear your face,
Along with my brothers, They won't hear me say
"Where are you tonight?"
Wrapped up in some bedroom,
Screaming for dear sweet you.
The worst part is being so desperate,
This basement, a noose, and a casket,
I want to feel that warmth again,
Assurance of you, asslep in my head.
(where are you tonight?)
This is the last time, I'll fear your face
Along with my brothers, they won't hear me say,
"Where are you tonight?"
Wrapped up in some bedroom,
Screaming for dear sweet you.
So why not,
End it all in one shot?
This rope,
Tied in a perfect knot.
So why not,
End it all in one shot?
This rope,
Tied in a perfect knot.
Better than anything, I've ever had,
It won't lose it's grip, and stop kissing my neck.
[talking]
Desperation sets in.
Holding me close.
Much like you did.
And every line, has a face, a voice that's the same.
My dear sweet impaler, it's all you this time.
It's there to remind me...
How much I hate...
This...
Life.
I remember you laughing and leaving,
Slamming my door, to the sound of my screaming:
"don't leave just yet,
I didn't mean any of what I just said"
I swear by my wrists
That we're better than this,
Much more to me than words in a notebook.
You sigh and say 'Im through'
God damn you for breathing!
I love you
I love you
I love you