I don't know what I'd do without you
I'd proble be dead...

When I used to think of you
It broke my heart in half...

How can you be like this
always having to rebel...

I search for the razor to make that final cut
pressing hard and deep as its starting to bleed...

Don't know what to do
Where to go...

She's my best friend
But so had to get along with...

You are always there
when I need you...

I hurt so
much inside...

I don't want your pity...
thats the last thing i need...

Sitting in my room
Thinking why you, my father...

I know your going through problems
and working out your shit...

I run upstairs and shut the door
take away my pain with a slice...