He gets a call in from work that day,
Saying one tower had just been hit...

In this tiny, small parking lot,
There r drugs, acohol and pot...

Why cant he see theres a problem
That I cant do i like this anmore...

Laying in the dark
emotions running wild...

Home is where the heart is,
chya i dont think so...

The pain and greif
the horrible misery...

You took my heart,
Oh that first kiss...

As i take this knife, run it across my wrist
I feel the great lift of anxiety released off my...

From the day we started going out,
I knew it was too good to be true...

She sits in class, never makes a sound
Her face frozen like porclin, never turning around...

I see her twisting, turning
The pain so strong in her eyes...

So what, sometimes i sweat
I'll blow up on a friend, a teacher and some slip...