In a room all by herself
sits a girl...

We were talking on the phone that night
you told me it was all my fault...

Here I am
all alone in this world...

I told you I loved you
you spited in my face...

Here I am again
knife in my hand...

Your love
your love is what I dream of...

Here it is the perfect suicide. But what way...

The true me is not the guy you see. I'm a monster...

Life can be hard. Life can be horible. It can...

Would you care
if I ended it all...

It's you who I love
it's you who I fear...

You said I could trust you
but look at what you did...