I HATE MYSELF, I HATE MY LIFE,
I WANNA LEAVE, I WANNA DIE
I CAN'T DEAL WITH ALL THIS PAIN
IT'S THE SAME THING DAY AFTER DAY
NOTHING CHANGES IT NEVER WILL
THE ONLY WAY TO STOP THIS PAIN
IS WITH THE BULLET THAT LIES WITHIN MY HAND
THERE'S ANOTHER OPINION I CAN TAKE
I CAN CALL MY FRIEND AND HOPE SHE'S AWAKE
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY
I HAVE TO SAY MY LAST GOODBYES AND HOPE SHE DOESN'T CRY
