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Holding my breath and letting myself bleed.
These are my two favorite things.
I'm sorry to say it, but I probably can't be with you.
My words may hurt but there so true.
My life feels so pointless, you're the only thing keeping me sane.
But my life is getting worse by the minute.
The only thing I know to do, is hold my breath and indure the pain.
I try to stay strong but theres something holding me back
Courage is the one thing that I lack.
I'm doing my best to hold in the tears.
But after all these heartbreaking years, they're finally coming out.

I really want to be with you, but because of certain people it's becoming impossible.
I grab my knife, then I put it down.
I feel so weak, I keep falling to the ground.
I grab my pills, then I throw them away.
Lifes game is becoming to dangerous to play.
Everything is spinning, i'm growing confused.
I think about my friends and family and I get the feeling that i'm being used.

Are you the only person that truly cares?
I love you, but death is my new goal.
Sorrow and depression is taking over my soul.
Living a lie and living in pain, just thinking about it puts me to shame.
I feel like crying when I hear your name, but I love you.
I truly do and I want to be with you.
If only life would be a little bit nicer.