So ill paint it over
make it fake
till you believe that its okay

I wish you could see into my soul, so i wouldnt have to let you go

Try to forget
try not to look back
the blood stains the floor
but the memories of u still run throw my veins

Life is a game
that I don’t want to play
so ill cut up my wrists
and ill throw it away

Your eyes fade to empty
your face fades to gray
your hands dyed with crimson
and your soul slips away

I lost my voice to say im sorry
my heart beat out my throat
i look at u and u knew
and I never said im sorry

The itsy bitsy spider
Light up his joint last night
Sniffed up the cocaine
And wiped the dealer dry
Out came the pot leafs
And filled up all the bongs
And the its bitsy spider
Light up his bong again

Little my puffet
Sat on her tuffet
Smoking a bong all day
Along came a spider
And light up beside her
And took her big bong away

Little Bow peep
Sniffed lines of her sheep
And didn't no how to bake them
So she left them alone
And they got high on there own
And snorted some coke all day

And the wind is smoking my cigarette