I'm being forced to leave
The ones who matter the most...

I'm sorry life
I let you down...

I used to not know what to do with life
I used to cut myself with a knife...

There's a strong bond
That holds us together...

You say you've been where I am
Well, you tell me...

Does talking help
With what's going on...

I never ask for
What I really need...

All this anger fills my heart
From this life, I want to part...

In loving memory
Of a girl I once knew...

I had an imaginary girlfriend
And no, she's not my hand...