You got into smoking
I got into drugs and drinking...

I had a best friend
she kept me going stronge...

Every time I'm standing strong
something bigger makes me small...

You had my hopes up for something I've been...
something perfect that i can call my own...

I walk down the hall
i close the bathroom door...

A sense of wonder
a speak of laughter...

She was only six
when she had to die...

Angry as ever
she pulled up her sleeve...

I'm nothing she replied
and fell to the floor...

My life's falling apart
rite before my eyes...

I went into the bathroom
slowly closed the door...

You should just point this gun to my head
you should just pull the trigger...