I can't believe the life I'm living,
I'm so sure it's not real...

Life is leaving me,
And I'm slipping slowly into death...

What sets her apart and makes her the one lusted...
How is she always the best...

Lust is what comes from our convorsations,
Such a short four letter word...

My silent little lullaby,
Shall lay me down to sleep...

Without me,
there is no problem...

Just another meaningless kiss,
That you've placed upon my lips...

Slit my wrists,
Hope to die...

How can you just fake a smile,
How can I force a laugh...

Hey bro,
Whats up with you...

How can you say that you don't love her,
When that's all she says...

I'm sorry I'm not good enough,
To know every little detail...