The hardest part

I don't need you to see me,
reach me and keep me.
To stop me from doing something dangerous
I feel myself falling apart tonight.
Hold my hand and this bitter feeling may leave us.
I see my dingy hope glowing in the flourescent moonlight

we tried to work it out
and that's fine I guess.
until I saw
your knife in the center of my chest.

You're like a cancer
I just want to cut you out.
I thought there was something to save
because you could always make my day.
Then you started making it hell
And without looking where I was going
into this festering wound I fell.

I'd rather make myself bleed
than set myself free.
Because after you nothing will be the same
As much as I can hate the tired games we play
I don't know how else to survive the day.