"What A Waste"

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"