She thinks it hurts her,
This pain in my chest makes thing's a blur...

This blood stains the paper,
I'll worry about the scars later...

I come into school,
You're looking so cool...

Sometimes I just think I'd be better off dead,
With a golden bullet in my head...

I'm a boxer,
My job seems to inties her...

I'm more scared,
More scared than my wrist is...

All you can hear is silence ,
As everything has stopped; even the violence...

It's such a wonderful thing,
I will welcome it like a old friend...

Dissolving love is us,
I've never before wanted to get hit by a bus...

You let the bullets fly your way,
You know your gona last another day...

I sit here now with written across my arm,
I'm trying to leave the blades alone...

I wanna die,
I wanna cry, just to say goodbye...