Nobody even cares
if i sit alone and cry...

My spirit starts to rise
and i see my body on the floor...

I don't think i deserve this
to die like i am...

Why'd you make this happen?
why'd you let her die...

Oh how i love
just to see you again...

I don't know what i did to you
that was all that bad...

I cut my wrists
and fall to the cold floor...

Don't worry about how i feel
ill never get well...

I knew you wouldn't care
you showed it way too much...

I feel like i have no one
in whom i can confide...

She goes home everyday
and takes out her knife...

Theres so many things
i have to still do...