Suicidal Thoughts

Everyone thinks I'm this sweet girl
All happy and joyful and loves the world
No one knows the real side to me
My only goal is to set myself free
No word or gesture can top this pain that was brought
And I always find myself having suicidal thoughts

Midnight, in the city, the cars are rushing by
I think of running in front of them, and hopefully die
I await to see the blinding flash
And hopefully hear the story of the girl who caused a car crash
Maybe someone will care, or maybe no one will
I'm not a murderer, but myself, I have the need to kill

Standing on the roof of the tallest building, millions of people below
I think of jumping off, leaping to my death, and the pain I need to show
Wind blowing, and the black under my eyes
About to relieve myself from everyone's lies
"Don't worry Taylor, I will always be there."
Well if I died, I bet they wouldn't even care

In a dark, empty room, holding a gun
Tears streaming out of my eyes, I know I'm done
Pointing it to my heart, ready for the bang
"She was so young," The angels always sang
And just a few minutes before I started to cry
If I'm holding the gun, I must want to die

My eyes turned to black, and it feels like my heart stopped beating
I was brought into this world, and sometimes I think of leaving
There are so many moments and secrets that I have kept
I've never told anyone about my thoughts of death
I try to think of happiness, but I'm in denial
My thoughts come rushing through of being suicidal