I'm sorry
I'm sorry to everyone i ever hurt in life...
Her breath is tainted with nicotine and whiskey,
And she laughs as she says: "Look at...
As the silver blade slits my wrist
I don't think of anything...
She walks through each hall,
Blanking out each face...
Dreams of someplace else
Of somewhere clear as day...
My grades are slipping,
my tears are dripping...
Everyday
she paints in her notebook...
Tears..
Streaming down my face...
These are the last tears
I'll ever cry for you...
S is for the silence that painfully lingers...
E is for everyone who is trying to bring you down...
Why me Lord, tell me what did I do
I did my best and I've always been true...
"Dance dance, to the pretty tune my love,
I'm used to hearing these words"...