I don't want to be the reason
for you to stay alive.
But if you want to die,
I would not give you the knive.

If death ist what you want,
I would never force you to stay.
Even if it tears me apart,
I would let you fade away.

Like glass on the floor,
my soul would break apart.
Maybe I would try stop breathing,
cause losing you was way to hard.

I would beg at your grave,
cause I were loving you.
But you were suffering
and I could'nt help you getting through.

Now that your still alive,
just try to be free.
And when everything turns to black
please give your scars to me.

I know, what I said,
I would never force you to stay.
But I'm selfish, I'm human,
I could not let you fade away.

I will hold your hand,
even if your demons cut me too.
I promise, when you suffer,
I will help you getting through.