It's quarter to nine and I'm on the floor
the pain has kicked in and I want no more
the thought of us never being the same
it's like it was all a pointless game
my body is numb and I'm almost gone
here it comes now, pains almost done
the knife hits like a brick and hurts after all
in search of paper and pen I cling to the wall
I'm writing my note, the letters all blure
maybe you'll get here with my everlonging cure
your love's all I needed to walk down the path
but you never gave it, you started this wrath
your love was bitter, you never gave it back
your soul I can tell was totally black
our love was a mystery I never understood
I saw the signs, I knew I would
so now I lay here cold and still
this came about from my own free will
why can't I leave here, I don't want to stay
....I had prepared to die today
I woke up three days later in this place
with nothing but memories for me to face
but you're gone now for good it seems
and from down the hall's echo many screams
