Perfect Suicide...I'm Dead

I took a dozen diet pills
i slit my wrist and bleed
i hung myself with a rope
now my life I'm dead

i took the gun from the closet
then i got high
i took so many drugs that day
then wrecked when i tried to drive

i wrote a letter of suicide
the words smeared from the tears
i left this mind a long time ago
now I'm again dying from fear

i cut the scars open
i starve myself and lie
all because of the pressures i have
they all force me to want to die

i stole the money from your purse
i stole the pills from you
i stole my own sanity form my mind
it sickens me knowing you knew

its the worlds fault I'm like this
wanting to die from all the lies
so i tried again and again
only to have it fail every time

i took everything i heard seriously
what i didn't & what you hadn't said
its ok you don't have to worry about it anymore
because thanks to you i found the perfect suicide...I'm dead