So take my wrists,
and slice them just to save me the trouble...

I hear these voices,
In my head...

I bleed to forget,
I bleed cause of regret...

I need you,
Like I need air...

I wanna be used,
Used by you...

How should I feel?
Sad...

These feelings aren't strange to me.
I've had them once before...

Dear diary,
today was no better than the rest...

Six feet under is where I'll be,
Then maybe you might see...

With all this time,
They call life...

Break a heart
break a promise...

Look straight into my eyes
come face to face with the blankness...