She smiles everyday but every night she pushes the blade back
Then she lays down and waits for her world to go black
She screams and cries when she wakes
Nothing compares to how her heart aches
He left without saying goodbye
Loosing her bestfriend makes her wanna die
Slit your wrist you little slut
It won't hurt it's just a cut
They keep screaming inside her head
They tell her that she deserves to be dead
She fought the voices at first
But now the pain is only the worst
She writes a note and locks the door
Ties the rope and the chair falls to the floor
Time has won out and she gave up the war.