Do they not realize I'm slowly dying?
The fake laughter I use when I feel like crying?
The cuts on my wrists, hands, and thighs
Have you ever wanted to die?
Come fade to the black, come with me
And together we can be just so happy
Lets haunt those who did us wrong
While the sit there, singing their songs
Sitting there laughing, wild and free
Oh what I would give to be so happy
The good days come and the good days go
But in the end, we're still alone.
