I sit here
in this empty house...

If i could wish for anything
it would be for you and me...

Suicide could be so easy
it is at the end of your finger tips...

What do you do
when you finally break down...

Whats the point of living
its all a prelude to death...

If you turn out
the way you parents...

I stay up lat
i cry...

Happy by day
depressed by night...

I was blinded by your halo
you helped me through bad times...

He gave me a chance
not really he thinks he did...

When i wanted
to leave you alone...

I love you i do
you have let go...