I feel the cold blade resting against my tighs,
The smooth metal, soft and gental on my delicate...

I see u standing there with her,
awaiting your fait...

I look in to his eyes big and bold,
i look at his hand tattered and old...

Moonlight at my window,
streaming though the pain...

Shining, gleaming, silver knife
the cold blade slides over my wrists...

Monday morning
all is bright...

Cruel, nasty, spiteful, mean
these are some of the words...

Sex, drugs
rock n roll...

You yelled
you hit...

G is for grief what i will suffer
O is for out you through me out...

Look what uv made me do
I'm caring my heart out on the Internet...

I've always been so nice,
But then you though me away...