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