I’m stuck in this hell forever,
I don’t think I can come back
it’s all gone, nothing left at all
it’ll be all over soon, my suffering will end.

Nobody loves me, no-one on this earth
they’ll find me dead, then it’s too late
everyone will miss me, but they don’t say that now,
what do I care? I’m the same as them.

Would you cry over my painless suicde?
would you try and stop me pulling the trigger?
I bet you wouldn’t, you’d love to see me go
only one person would stop me doing it, and I’m past caring

My mental torture is increasing by the minute,
it’s worse than it’s ever been, you had stopped the flow
but now you’ve gone, the tide’s come back,
‘I love you’ those three words could save my life.