Don't tell them why I'm here.
Don't tell them what I'm doing.
They don't need to know I'm breaking.
They don't need to see the poison.
They already see that I can't breath.
They don't need to know how the blood burns
How my viens want to burst.
How my lungs refuse to breath.
They don't need to know I'm poisoned.
They can't understand what it means.
How her name makes me sick.
Every word and laugh you share with her,
Just marks another cut and burn.
They already see, so don't tell them again.
Of my secret poison...