Hear me cry [tell me a lie]

How many more times will I hear that it''ll be okay?

And how many more days will I be strong enough to stay?

What if I don't want to, what if I decide to leave.

What if I just throw away every single thing I believe.

Trade my pride in for a nice shiny knife.

And slowly fade away as I end this life.

I'm bruised, maybe I'm even a little broken.

And there are words I've never, ever spoken.

i'm scared, scared that nothing will end good.

But can you tell me why it even should?

Everything good turns into something horribly bad.

And every single smile reminds me of something sad.

So when you promise, are you just telling me more lies?

And when you see me, do you pretend not to hear my cries?

Because they're there, behind my broken mask and fake smile.

Suicidal tendencies come every once in awhile.

And friends get broken, and those friends come to me.

Break me a little more, make me who I'm meant to be.

And I can handle that, I can handle being here each time.

But what I can't handle is what I say in each rhyme.

How much I want to know the reason for this all.

And how much I want to stand taller each time I fall.

But no, I sit here with tears streaming down my face.

Thinking maybe, the bottom is my rightful place.

I did something to get there, I deserve to rot there too.

Maybe I did something to myself, maybe I hurt you.

Whatever the case, rock bottom is my friend.

But that poor thing, it has no end.

So I''ll never get to meet him, I'll just keep falling.

And you''ll keep trying, you''ll keep screaming and calling.

But how many more times will I believe you when you speak?

How many more days will I borrow your strength so I'm not weak?

One more time, let me hear those beautiful lies.

Tell me it'll be okay just to silence my deadly cries.