I had a bad day again
I tripped and fell...

This doesn't really have anything to do with me...
I know you hate it...

How do you make my day
just by pretending I exist...

You're the radio, just what I want to hear.
You're the darkness, my greatest fear...

My sleeves are soaked
from all the tears I cried today...

The tears sting
And well inside...

Suicide is back
blood for dinner...

Take my hand
And never let it go...

Does your heart beat like mine? Unsteadily picking...
I am the one standing in front of a loaded gun...

Your personality
It shines right through your eyes...