It's crazy how happy I can be
The music loud and I'm dancing
But just seconds with you in the room
Can turn my smile upside down and I'm in a sour mood
I feel like crying. My skin? I feel like cutting
And every day it's easier to say and mean "I wish I was dying"
I want the pain to end, the suffering all to stop
One day I'll cut too deep, let my body drop
No one would care, I mean, maybe for a minute
But they will all soon forget my whole existence
Cause when I'm gone, there'll be nothing left to give 'em
No more love, cheering, a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen
Vent to me all you like, then talk about me behind my back
But one day I'll be dead, I've wished for it so many times, I've stopped keeping track
I'll be gone, but it won't even matter
All you ever cared about was your wallet getting fatter
The things I do for you, the emotional support I give
I sat and listened to you, when nobody else did
Maybe one day you'll realize how much pain you caused me
Probably wouldn't make a difference, I was just for using
Im an object to you, someone easily replaced
Like a machine, my death will just be "damn what a waste"