The things you say
I never deserved this hate
Is it because I love him?
That's the problem
So maybe ill carve it into my skin
Then you might sense the gun in my pocket
Notice me being extra quiet so I can hear your last breath
You said face your problems and get rid of them
I just did
Right in front of the one I love
After whispering I love you
Just like you
Aren't you proud mama?
I'm just like you