Sometimes I feel like I love you more,

My heart steady beating, lying there on the floor

Maybe it's easier for you to walk out that door

I feel so empty inside, and these tears are getting harder to hide; yet constant thoughts of suicide running all the time.
Shattered inside my mental state of mind, but would you trade your life for mines?

I'm battered and broken, afraid to let these words be the last ones spoken; what can I put my hope in? I wait for you cuz your love is my token, keeping me...