Pretty Suicide

Fiery tears tickling down my cheek
All because of the guy I will never hold,
the one who walks away from everything
the one who doesn't care at all

He sees me as a friend,
And I treat him like a brother,
But i swear it's not enough
Can't we just be lovers?

But he desires a girl
Who probably desires another guy,
The girl with the layer of makeup;
I wonder what she's trying to hide.

Razor slipping on tear-stained skin
Wait for my spirit on the pretty dawn,
Kiss me goodbye world..hurry!
too late..for i am gone.