I don't want to live
I don't want to die
I don't want to feel
The way I do inside
You know life is overwhelming
It's really a lot to take
If only I found some help
But now it is too late
Now that I left you
My only friend I thought you knew
There was no time to find
Any reason to unwind
Severing ties wouldn't be so bad
If it didn't make you feel
So fucking sad
It looks like the end is here
I'm sorry to do this my dear
The thought of suicide
Is enough to make you want to hide
Away from anyone
That resembles any fun
But now you see the end
There's no reason to pretend
Pick up and carry on
You're just another John
Or just another Tim, or just another Drake
Just another Mary, Nichole, or it's too late
Doesn't matter name
It's never too late
Pick up a fucking phone
It'll never bother fate
Now that I left you
My only friend I thought you knew
There was no time to find
Any reason to unwind
Severing ties wouldn't be so bad
If it didn't make you feel
So fucking sad
It looks like the end is here
I'm sorry to do this my dear