My friend seemed depressed
I asked if he was okay...

If I wake up every morning
And have no want to live...

Why did I let myself
Fall back in love with you...

I woke up this morning
And something just wasn't right...

I could write all day
But you'd still never know...

Razor blade by my side
I'm sitting on my bed...

Everyone preaches to me
But they always ask to see...

I know I shouldn't do it
But I did it anyway...

I've always wondered
What it's like to die...

I can see it in your eyes
Every time you look at me...

I pull the razor out
And I slowly start to heal...