I wouldnt want to hurt you,
Not like I did before...

Lying on the bathroom floor,
In my own pool of blood...

If I could write you a letter,
Of how I really feel...

All along she's felt so isolated from everyone...
This doesn't help at all, when she doesn't feel...

I dont know why it happened,
I dont want it to be true...

It's 3am, she's lying on the floor,
She's use to the chills she's had them before...

I need you, like a heart needs a beat.
I need you like a puzzle needs to be complete...

She has been lying all along, now no one will...
That she was never happy; her smile was just on...

Dear Diary, begins the story,
Of a girl sick of being used...

I don't know what I want anymore,
But i can't stand to be in this place...

Crying out for help,
No one seems to hear...

I'll take this blade,
And end my life...