Sitting here,
Day after day,
Just waiting for the phone to ring,
Just waiting for someone to call,
Just to say: “Let’s go out!”
But now I sit,
and now I wait,
Fighting off the depression,
Coming more day after day.
You and I,
We’re what they call ‘friends’
Just more and more,
We drift apart,
Never doin’ anything.
I grabbed the knife,
high off the shelf.
I turned up the water,
Hotter and hotter,
and slash my wrists,
just ’cause you don’t give a damn…
Once a month,
Once a year,
Doesn’t matter,
It’s all the same.
You keep me around,
Just ’cause I help.
An’ now, I’m pullin’ away.
I give you my all,
I give you the best of me,
an’ now I surround myself
With plastic joy,
With fake faith,
But I’m longing to say
“Fuck it!”
As the blood drips down,
splattering on the floor,
An’ now the world fades to black.
Crashing down
And now…
I’m gone…