Slit a wrist
Start to cry...

Should I jump?
I don't know if it's worth it...

I love the way your hair sticks up
After you run your fingers through it...

If tears were black,
Her face would be stained...

Just the sight of it
Starting at her wrists...

She looks in the mirror and doesn't recognize...
Her eyes have gone dark, some say they've turned...

You're the reason
I'm doing what I am...

I know you just said it,
But I need to hear it again...

I live for this love
To feel your arms around me...

These are the last tears
I'll ever cry for you...

Just let me go
Let me live my life...

"He'll keep it forever"
Is what you thought...