I stare into the midnight sky
As i do i wonder why?
While I'm trying not to cry
Watch the rain fall down
Barley making any sound
I stare down at my blade
Thinking of the mess Ive made
Make the cut, make it deep
Watch the crimson start to seep
My blood spills on to the floor
As the rain starts to poor
One tear falls from my eyes as i whisper my last good bye
