Standing at the edge of the cliff
Looking down at the rocks below
Thinking back to the nights I would have jumped
The nights I would have loved to let go
I used to stand here with nothing to lose
Just a heart ready to go cold
I had nothing in my life to live for
Now all I look to, is what I have to hold...
Nine months with nothing to take the pain away
Nine months with nothing to lean on
Nine months with being absolutely clean
Nine months and I'm barely holding on

The bottom is looking so perfectly still
The memories of my life painted on sand
One step and I could be down on those beaches
With the one thing that will always understand
Any other night I would plunge into the darkness
Take the easy way out and take my last breath
But at the edge of this cliff I am standing on
I look back at what is keeping me from death...
Nine months of shaking and panic attacks
Nine months of drugs being gone
Nine months of searching for something better
Nine months and I'm barely holding on

My grip on my life is slipping
I close my eyes and the temptation is still there
Why is my past now haunting me
God why did you let me start to care
The wind is blowing the rain on my face
Taking my tears and meshing with the waves
The illusion of the beach beneath me
is covering up the aisles of graves...
Nine months of dreaming, wasted
Nine months with nothing to lean on
Nine months of trying to please them
Nine months and I don't know if I can hold on

 
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