Suicidenote.

Every night she cries herself to sleep,
'cause she's a little hurt and she believes,
she'll never be known nor be seen,
as a pretty girl like in her dreams.

Sometimes she wants to hurt herself a little more,
everytime a cut bigger than before,
and no one turns around to see what went wrong,
and perhaps they think she won't be gone that long.

She tries to block out all the memories,
and hide in the shadows,
and when it's dark and time to sleep,
she hits the same road.

And all her smiles faded a bit,
you should've seen it coming,
but not one of you turned around,
when it bled under her skin.

She's given up now,
don't wait for her to turn for you around,
she followed the path of death,
packed her stuff and left town,
left without a salute,
though she's got a letter for you.

"I'm so far, but still so close,
wish you were there for me,
but I overdosed,
the pain is too much to bare,
I have followed the path of death,
and I wish you could hear me,
and I wish you could see,
then I would've told you how much you meant to me,
but it's over, it's all over now."

'Cause I've given up now,
don't wait for me to turn for you around,
I followed this path of death,
packed my stuff, then I left,
so many signs of suicide that I left behind,
and now it's over, it's all over now,
and it's over now, it's all over now.