Can’t Take The Fact

Can’t take the fact that you don’t love me,
Can’t take the fact that you don’t care,
Can’t take the fact that you love her,
Can’t take it how you fondle her hair.

Can’t take the fact that I’m not near you,
Can’t take the fact that we’re not close,
Can’t take the fact that you don’t hold me,
Safe from harm when cold wind blows.

Can’t take the fact that you left me,
Can’t take the fact you threw me aside,
Can’t take the fact that instead of greeting me,
You would always rather run and hide.

Can’t take the fact that we don’t kiss,
Can’t take the fact that we don’t hug,
Can’t take the fact that you were bitten,
By that unholy love bug.

Can’t take the fact that you smile with her,
Can’t take the fact that you hold hands,
Can’t take the fact you’re constantly making,
Last minute wedding plans.

Can’t take the fact you think she’s better,
Can’t take the fact you love her smile,
Can’t take the fact that though she is ugly,
You still think I’m rather vile.

Can’t take it that you went on one knee,
And asked her to be your wife,
So I got a knife from the kitchen,
Slit my wrists and took my life.