My birthday, razor at the wrist
You surprise me, and oops I slipped
My wrists now slashed open, not Breathing, but not choking
You see what you have done and quickly dial 9 1 1
Sort of a blur, but I remember men
I figure we must be at the hospital then
You come to visit me
And placing your hand on my knee
You say "Wow you've been sleeping, oh never mind, who cares"
You Tell me i passed out before the ambulance even got there
And that I slept from there to here
I kindly say "I do not recall"
But I started to fall
But it was my time to go, time to die
I will never know what you said, but my life was a lie
So on my birthday, razor met the wrist
Then...oops, I slipped.
