From the moment I saw you,
I knew that something was wrong.
What makes you laugh makes others cry,
but I don't want to see you die.
...
I'll cross my heart,
but I do not hope to die.
If the reaper takes me,
I will not run away,
...
Does anybody care?
Is anybody listening
when I scream at the top
of my stupid lungs?
...
This mountain that I must climb
is taunting me.
It seems to say,
'you're stupid, you're worthless,
...
'expect to be accepted',
if you do so, you'll be let down.
The world doesn't want to
see you wearing a crown.
...
The question is between you two,
'A' and 'B'.
If this were a math test,
I would have the answer in a second.
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The knife sinks deep
into his chest.
White-hot crimson
flows like a waterfall.
...
I do not understand
why my heart still bleeds
for him who it cannot have.
...
I am proud not to be one of you.
It may sound silly, but it's true.
I hate all that you are;
I hate all that you do.
...
I was searching for a reason,
any reason.
i was searching for a sign,
any sign.
...
There's poison in the air.
I cannot see this deadly thing,
this deadly creature that
has me trapped within its clutches.
...
There's nothing I can do.
You have no idea how much it pains me
to say these words.
...
This is scaring me.
I can't distinguish nightmares
from the harsh reality
of this life that I live.
...
Sorry.
It no longer means a thing.
You are desensitized
to this plea from my heart.
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Time passes.
Where did the day go?
Where did the year go?
Where did my life go?
...
Could I go back?
Would it be the same?
Would I still be able
to call you by name?
...
Maybe if you weren't so scared,
maybe if you weren't so guarded,
maybe if you weren't so protective,
I would let you in.
...
It's funny how it works;
as if you know exactly where it hurts.
You have a remedy
before I feel the pain.
...
Let It Out
From the moment I saw you,
I knew that something was wrong.
What makes you laugh makes others cry,
but I don't want to see you die.
Your red wrists, they make me kneel,
they make me break down and cry.
Oh, sweet child, why?
Please don't pull that trigger,
you don't know what you're doing.
You run away when I approach,
as if I am a lowly cockroach.
Please don't be afraid, I swear that I care.
I just want to mend your broken heart.
Dying is not an art.
Your wrists, they make me kneel,
they make me me break down and cry.
Oh, sweet child, why?
Please don't pull that trigger,
you don't know what you're doing.
Life is not always good,
I know that is true,
but there must be some part of you
that still wants to stay and face another day.
Your red wrists, they make me kneel,
they make me break down and cry.
Oh, sweet child, why?
Please don't pull that trigger,
you don't know what you're doing.
Don't give up,
don't take that jump.
I am here,
so close your eyes and cry.
Let it fly, let it go, let it out.