Man, I don′t think that I can do it
This shits too hard, I'm not talking about the music
Yeah, I think I′m really bout to lose it
I've done everything I can, to make some improvements
But it's fucking stupid, it doesn′t make a difference
It′s not I didn't try but this time I think I′m finished
I can't no longer take it, I just want to see the ending
I don′t care who it effects, I don't care if I′m forgiven
Cuz there is no next, just thoughts that can't be ridden
From my head until I'm in a box that′s lined with linen
I know I′m not gone yet but I got a grave I'm digging
I got a broken heart and there′s no way to fix it
So you can find me with both of my wrist slit
As I dial her digits and cry out my dying wishes
But I'm not in her interest, yeah she didn′t answer
Didn't even answer, I left my wrist slandered
I wish she would have answered cuz now she gets no answers
She gets no fucking answers, no fucking answers
I′m just feeling cold and my fucking hands hurt
And my fucking hands hurt