I left you this note To show you how How much I fucking hated you Our love was all a lie A make believe Our life was all a lie I'm not sorry I'm not fucking sorry
I am that blank That sits between your teeth I am the lie That's on the tip of your tongue I am that knife Sunk deep inside your throat Your kind words are pissing clotted blood Now you have nothing nice to say Save it for the grave Leave nail marks in your six foot home
I'm fine alone Save it for the grave Like the nail marks in my back
So I left you this note This is how I truly feel So I left you this note To express how I feel Dead
We're through We're through Fuck We're through We're through