I think about all that i said
yet i feel even more dead...

Do you remember...
way back when...

You missed a little, dear,
when you stabbed me in the back...

This is it. I'm done
i can't handle it. i haven't won...

This was written awhile ago.. as were others.
the best of friends...

Look what you've done to me
are you happy with what you see...

Everyday there's something new
cutting, depression, anorexia too...

I woke up this morning
late, as usual...

And so you know the truth
finally you all know...

Every day there's something new
something that makes me cold...

We were getting so close
and then you pulled away...

Hours upon hours tick by
night upon night...