The radio is on
I'm lying in my bed
staring at the ceiling
listening to the sadness of the song
i think about life
i think about love
i think about my future
i don't want to die as a miserable old woman, who's dealt with this so-called life
i don't want to have to suffer anymore
i slice my veins
i stop breathing
the radio is on,
I'm lying in my bed
.......dead!
