Little girl,
She was lost and alone...

I stand on top of a mountain,
And whisper your name...

Shes sits in the bath,
The razor in her hand...

Last night I horribly failed my suicide,
If Id only had the courage to go all the way...

Ill smile and laugh,
And pretend I'm ok...

Another day and I'm on my own.
No one except me at home...

Razor-blade kisses,
And strawberry gashes...

Gun, gun held to my head,
Weighing me down, as heavy as lead...

I stand on top of a building,
Eleven stories high...

I shall empty my veins and bleed away,
All the evil in my blood...