The picture that hangs above my bed
the razor on my dresser
i look at the picture
our memorizes come back
i grab the razor in my hand
as i put the razor to my skin
the phone rings its you
You called it made my happy
but only to say u hit radial
my tears on blood start coming
my screaming and yelling
you start talking and realize I'm not replying
the phone hits the ground i quickly after
you rush over to my house
to find my laying on the ground
your picture in one hand and razor in the other
