I'm gonna cut my wrist and throw my high

My body is bent as if it were meant to fly

I can't find a song describing my emotions

I can't find the tears that go through these motions

I have cried myself to sleep too much

Too skated to walk without my crutch

And I'm sorry, but I only care about one person's words

She let me go, soft against the birds

Even if she begged me now, I'm afraid I would never stay

The only thing left is to go away

I will end and make it all right

Just end my life with memories of you tonight

Even if you begged me to live one and showed me what once was used to be true

It's too late for you, bitch, I won't do it for you....