You hurt me more than words can say
Than tears can cry, than pain can display...

It's a good thing that I missed
the main vein in my wrist...

I'm in my room, lying in bed
My eyes are rolling back in my head...

Just one pill, one hit, one shot
I miss my painkillers, liquor and pot...

I hate that aching feeling
Of emptiness inside...

These burning tears streaming down my face
The singeing flesh that won't erase...

Everythings gone black
The mascara is staining...