I wash my hands of you were through
There is no more love...

As I take this knife
I grasp my life...

Awaken in me
Is he...

This is to my Fallen Soldiers
Who are no longer with us...

You want to know
What is on my mind...

Oh Lord how I yearn for you
But I felt betrayed by you...

Life is ironic
In it's cruel way...

Life is ironic
In it's cruel way...

Standing there
Like I don't care...

I know I'm not the best nor the brightest
But all I want to do is make you proud...

Nine years old
And you all know me...

Look at me...
What do you see...