Engulfed in darkness and drowning in guilt.
No one can get past all of these walls that I've built.
I've broken everyone's heart, but no more than my own.
Which is why I am scared and left all alone.
You don't even know what I go through each day.
And if you asked if I needed help this is what I'd say.
I've gone too far and you are way too late.
My desire for suicide has become too great.
Why do you can now when you didn't care then.
I've got a meeting with death I just don't know when.
So just go on pretending that I don't exist,
because the fact that you care now really makes me pissed.
I cried for your help but you weren't very near.
So the fact that you aren't my friend has become very clear.
So go have another drink and have lots of fun.
And now that your gone my only friend is this gun.
