There are times when all i want is to die
i sit alone in the dark and cry...

I hang up the phone
and my eyes cloud up; i'm alone...

To a place where i don't have to cry
away from this world i will fly...

It's funny to think that my whole life
suddenly revolves completely around a knife...

The only one to tell
now knows of my hell...

Every time i tell my lies
the tears take over as my heart cries...

I think about
the pain you fell...

Everyday I see you
Everyday I am reminded...

I'm sorry
for all the times i didn't call...

That's what you call me
a disrespectful teenager...

As i stand
razor in my hand...

I don't know what to say
but the thought...