I know it's a disorder,
But I can't help but feel a little hurt.
That'd you'd push the boarder.
That you still cry on my shirt.

I know it's hard.
I have no right to judge.
But when you try to end it all...
I couldn't give you that extra nudge?

You're suicidal...
I guess it wasn't enough-my card.
I know when your sad you forget about those you love.
But sometimes I wonder...
Why would you leave me at all?
You're like a delicate dove.
When you're down, give me a call.

I know it's not your fault..
But am I not enough
To keep you here?