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Tonight, I took my own life with just one swish from the knife.

You see, it was so easy to do-

The pain from the knife's blade wasn't near as much

As the pain you put me through.

I cried for hours, night after night,

Before I finally put an end to my life.

I had let myself fall in love with you,

But you didn't feel the same-

So, I did what I thought I had to do.

      Now a coffin is my bed,

      A satin pillow rests my head.

      A cold, dark grave is my home,

      Where my name is etched in stone.

      I haven't any pain or sorrows,

      No more waiting for tomorrows.

      No more tears will fall from my eyes,

      No more waiting for you half the night.

      No more angry words to hear,

      No more physical abuse to adhere.

When you feel the rain fall upon your face

And the sky turns dark and gray;

Think of the rain as my tears and the sky as my restless soul

That's now destined to roam.

There isn't anything left on Earth for me-

You'll go on with your life as before-as if I never existed-

Only in your dreams.

All I ask is that you remember the good times

Cause I realize now that I was only your toy.

You played with my feelings, then my heart,

Now, I'll just be a

M . . . E . . . M . . . O . . . R . . . Y....................