where the hell...

I hereby proclaim that its all the same...
whether u leave or stay, whether its tonight or today...
I aint bothering no more, if u leave at four...
or whether u dead or alive... or if its at five...
but kindly bolt the door behind, if u dont mind...
for am cold and rather numb, say what sounds dumb...
nay it wont try pinch, wont wince an inch...
see i pierced this nail inside, and never cried...
and yeah could u pour me a drink before u exit, nay aint talkin shit...
and yeah also take the trash on ur way out, wud like if u rather not shout...
the dogs asleep, and so am I, so well goodbye...
to u and all those around, hope i aint found...
the knife hurt the nail did not, giving up was the last option i got...
goin under underground still, see u six feet under some hill...
or some sky high, see ya sometime when u die...