well played

I just wanna cry Die, and not say goodbye I want you to know what you did How you made me feel How you're words hurted more than the cuts underneath my sleeve I want them to regret, Regret talking, laughing, doing what they did. I want everyone to realise the blood on the floor was theirs to spill Every time i failed you won, Every loss was making you happy Every wound was one more closer to the edge And now I'm falling and you pretend not to notice, you pretend that I'm fine, But no worries so do I I just want you to feel my pain I want you to know how it feels to lose this game, but its to late. My move has already been made I guess all i have to say is well played.