suicide for you

stabbed your knife
through my heart
twisted it good
then pulled it out

you left me lyin
on the floor
you were my best friend
i could have sworn

i hear the sirens
coming near
i'll be dead
before they're here

you left your knife
and your prints
the police will know
that you did this

someone's pounding
on the door
i grab the knife
and pull it close

i wipe the handle
smear the blood
it's the last thing
i'll do for us

i know you'll stand
right by my grave
wearing black
and feigning pain

pretend to wonder
with all the rest
why i would end
my life like this