I need you,
I need it...

Take a knife to my wrist,
Help me solve all my problems...

As i lay on the ground,
Staring at the cieiling...

I sit in my room thinking of you,
Wishing i could tell you...

Pain and Shock goes through my head,
As my wrist bleeds...

Temptation has drawn me closer,
Closer to the thing i must do...

The pain has grown to much for me to bare,
I have tried to stop but i cannot...

While everyone is asleep,
I am up in my room...

I offered you everything
Everything i could give...

The blade as cut through,
Leaving blood on the floor...

Looking in the mirror
i see nothing but pain...

Be my friend,
Be my love...