I make it to the store
before i start to cry...

She smiles to her friends
like every things OK...

The knife slides
right across my wrist...

Being away is the worst
you are my other whole...

As i go into the bathroom and lock the door
i go to my hiding spot...

As i sit there
at this new high...

I sit here and wonder
about what we have been through...

Depression is a label
suicidal is also...

As the sun sets
you give me a kiss...

I sit by myself
wondering why you left...

No one understands
when i want to be with me...

You said you couldn't take it
i was too much...