I stood there waiting staring down at the pitch black street that was about to be spattered with my blood,
Then he called and said in sorry and he loved me,
That's when I realized I was done with this,
I tapped the note under a rock,
And I stood on the ledge,
I swayed forward,
And was ripped backwards by that cold hand I remembered used to be on my hips,
It wasn't him but her because she listened,
I put my head on her shoulders and she cried but I didn't,
Then I stood and walked down the 27 stories I was about to leap from.
