Thirteen pills went down my throat
Another attempt to end the pain, make it dull
Hope it's enough to numb my soul
They're soaking in my blood as I write
Provoking a sudden light to be turned cold
Despite the choking, the fight for air
I think...what's the point anymore
Who can really care, and I don't
Want to end things on a sore note
At least let me say I love you before I go
So don't let me make the same mistakes I did before
Let me end it with the thirteen pills
And if anyone asks why, tell them
He said it was to fix his sore throat
