The blood oozes from my wrists
And brings me sweet relief.
I don\'t know how long I can last
Under the weight of all this grief.
The pain I feel on my arms takes me to a new place
And makes me forget about how I fell from grace.
I woke up again today, much to my chagrin.
Another day of waltzing through, wearing my plastic grin.
There\'s no one who can help me
I wonder why they try.
Maybe it\'s just fun for them
to watch somebody cry.
Take another swig of rum
Because I know tonight\'s the night
The blade slides right through my throat
Maybe in hell I\'ll feel alright