Had chances
For hope and love
But everytime i get a chance
Everything goes wrong.
I could try to make life better
But why's it matter if I don't want to go on?
People ask me what I'm good at
Well I'm good at messing up, getting hurt,
And good at never being good enough.
Why try to get through this
When life is pointless especially
When its this hard and rough.
Lost my hope, lost my love, and
Most of all ost my heart
He left me here with me soul
And heart shattered and shredded apart.
Now I give up on life
There is no point if it brings is hurt
So my life shall be gone
I'll use a nice sharp knife.
