The Worst Blues Of All.

Suicide whispers in my mind.
my hand sets forward and makes cuts Divinne.
i scream "no stop it" but death doesn't care.
Then sudden its quiet with a breeze in the air.

there it goes again a bit deeper this time.
i start to cry softly while the one is in my mind.
Words appear before, do not be afraid.
i call for help but I'm still left astray.

No friends are useful now they've got their own life.
complaining about things that one day i might.
they've got their loved ones their happiness too.
but they always try to find a way to act blue.

He's cheating on me, hes acting real funny.
'not right now i don't have time for this honey'
oh yes she cries too, and asks to herself.
why oh why cant i be more like you.

More like me is nothing good at all.
see i ripped you apart your heartbeat and all.
i made him think twice about being with you.
i made him think 'hey maybe ill get the blues.'

then you put him before me, biggest mistake of all.
so i start to wonder.
why your still in my life at all.

so this is my job to make everyone fall.
cuz I'm in the worst blues of all.