I'm ready to say good-bye
With all the looks people give
when they walk by
I'm ready to face my fear
Of taking the knife
To tear across my eye
Maybe then you'll understand
Just what i really meant
When i said I'm tired of living this
O so great life
I believe there's nobody out there who cares anymore
I've messed up so very much
Not even a friend to tell me everything's going to be ok
So when I die please tell my mom why
Why, you didn't say good-bye because your where to busy talking about
me
Why you should of saw the way i looked the last 5 minutes of my life

 
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