Lletres: Lacrosse. Bandages For The Heart. My Stop.

Living is not an option but I guess suicide is worse
And I hate making decisions and I don't want it to hurt
When I talked to the psychiatrist, she merely shrugged at me
Said this thing you're experiencing, you're not suicidal
You're just a human being, my friend
And everybody feels like you do anyway

But look at me, now look at me with my hand and feet on the railing
With my heart all bled out
I bet you didn't believe me when I said that this was different
When I said that this was different

Tell all my friends, it's gonna get a whole lot worse
Before it's getting better the skies will look so dark
The hardest part when someone is leaving
Is when you never get to say, you never get to say goodbye
Tell my mother that anger is just another side of grief
I know it's the hardest on the parents to outlive your own kid

Don't make it look like an accident, don't make it look like an accident
Don't make it look like an accident, don't make it look like an accident
Don't make it look like an accident, don't make it look like an accident
Don't make it look like an accident, don't make it look like an accident

Give them someone to blame
I'm trying hard to control myself

But this is my stop, this is my stop, this is my stop, this is my stop, this is my stop, this is my stop!