I cut my wrist with a razor blade
I need to feel the hurt and pain...

Blue eyes and a pretty smile
She is a happy joyful girl...

It is like a drug to my vein
Like I am getting so high...

You have taken the control of me
and I can no longer breathe...

She stares empty into the dark wall
her eyes are glass like and dead...

I can't get out of bed today
I feel completely numb...

Do you some times ask yourself why
why you sit night after night and cry...

My sweet Angel is crying tonight
feeling so alone and weak...

The walls are closing in on me
the rooms are getting too small...

Dearest sweetheart
This is my last letter for you...

I hate myself for falling in love with you
for causing me the pain you let me go through...

She is alone in the corner
doesn't listen to what they say...