Death of me
Because I love you, I want you in my life
but you stab me in the back with a knife.
Because I love you, I want to make you smile
even though you have been with her for a while.
Because I love you, I will forget about your past
though today might be our last.
Because I love you, I will stick by your side
even though I am just a ride.
Because I love you, I would jump in front of a bullet for you
but I might as well just turn blue.
Because I love you, I will not make you stay
we could really not survive another day.
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