Death beckoned to me from the darkness
'come with me' said the voice so sweet...

That blade looks so sweet to me
Death is calling me, voice so sweet...

She Holds the Gun to her head
Her finger sits on the trigger...

I should have known it all along
How could I have been so stupid...

She wakes up every morning to the sunlight shining...
So many watch her show, and none of them see the...

And, she knows what this feels like
it hurts so bad, and it feels so good...

I'm just fine
see, I carve it in my wrist...

Who will cry for the girl?
Lost and so alone...

She's drowning in a sea of Tears
Her outreached hand goes ungrabbed...

Just one more will be fine,
one more will fix it all...