Would you miss me,
if perhaps,next time...
I didn't really know you
but know your gone...
I'm broken, I'm hurt
In unmentionable pain...
Tha telephone rings n tha girl picks up n she says...
he says i gotta tell u somthin n u might not...
You tell me the way i feel isn't real its all make...
Then are these tears fake to is it all in my mind...
A casket fillet with dreams,
Years left to be fulfilled...
It starts out with just one,
Then grows to a few...
Running. Running. Running.
She had been doing it her whole life...
Misery and loneliness
Suffering and then death...
I sit on my bed, looking out the window
My white fleece blanket wrapped tightly around me...
Deceived by your cruelty,
I'm screaming inside...
Close my eyes
Cut my wrist...