I pick up the razor think of all the cruel things you said behind my back how can you be so two faced?
i can't believe you did those things to me after all those lies you said you loved me
well, here i go i firmly grasp the razor in my hand as i mangle my wrists and one last slash across my neck.
but before i went, i left a note it reads as follows: i took myself out of this world to end the pain and suffering, but keep this in mind...it's all your fault!
