Cut my heart out with the bottle
And let my soul bleed all over you
Rip the flesh with the blade
Let my body burn in the flame
Fight me over my last breath
Tell me not to take it
Accuse me of shaming you
Then forbid me to cry
No matter what you say
I know how I will die
It won't be by your hand
Or your expence
Cut my heart out with the bottle
But dare me to scream from the pain
Fight me over my final breath
Forbid me to take it...
By: Mika Buell
February 10, 2002
1:00 a.m.
Inspired by: Fighting with Joe all the damn time