have you danced on the edge?

He crossed his fingers gentally tonight,
preying that i'll find him alive.
He's out off his mind, but he doesnt see
what all this shit is doing to me.

I tryed to help him, but it was just to much.

Now im gone im nothing but a memory,
Im still so insecure and he is to.

He grabs his wrist, gripped real tight
pushes that blade in far tonight.

Tears run done my face, i watched my boyfriend die.

His empty eyes full with tears,
blood dripping arms and a motionless body,
makes me want to die.

Then i ask myself,
Can you die in heaven?