i sit in my room
and play with the knife
im about to use
to end my life
i cry at night
thinking of her
wondering why she’s
with another guy
if i could
i think i would
grab his neck
and squeeze it tight
with all my might
and end his life
out of spite
y cant everything
just be alright
for just tonight
well i slit my rist
im turning white
my sight is going
all i see is black
i guess its the end
theres no turning back