Cut your wrists
Cut you thighs
Take the pills
Dry your eyes
You'll be okay they say
No no I'm not
Gun to head
Too scared to die
To bad who cares
Pull the trigger
She did it you can't do shit bout it
Dead
Cut your wrists
Cut you thighs
Take the pills
Dry your eyes
You'll be okay they say
No no I'm not
Gun to head
Too scared to die
To bad who cares
Pull the trigger
She did it you can't do shit bout it