A nightmare?
He never loved me, he thought i was weird
If he would like me ever, well thats all i feared
My friend had once told me about suicide
I thought and i thought and forgot and put it aside
She said she no friends, all but one
She thought about weed, Oh how fun!
When i thought back to that day
While i was on a walk by the bay
I knew i was not needed for this life
so i thought i could end it all with a knife
When i got home that day
good bye was all i could say
As all looked up at me in awe
i turned around, my last few minutes in this god forsaken place was all i saw
I went to my room
up the long staircase, i would be there soon
I wrote my long letter
Gave all to my friends, it would all be better
Right?
Last but not least, i wrote my last and thought,
Crying and lying there, remembering what i was taught
When 3 am came
It all seemed to be the same
I went to the kitchen, where i took the knife
Slit my neck open, that was the end of my life.
So all you who are thinking this was all a nightmare,
you have thought wrong, 'cause you don't always wake up there
All who are wondering who the last letter is to
Its to the guy i love
he's as gentle as a dove
i told him i love him
i told him i'm lost without him
i told him, most importantly, i could not live without him
so you see i really could not live without him
when he found the note, all covered in my tears,
He went home and drank a lot of beers,
He took back everything he said
as he laid there crying, in his bed
As I sit in a empty chair
invisible at my funeral
all had come because i knew they care
In the last few minutes there
I saw my love walk in
to look to his way, it was a dare
As he cried and held on to the casket,
he was pulled away,
he was not allowed to stay
that night as he lay
i appeared in dismay
he yelled " I take it all back!"
i shushed his lips and said "is that a fact?"
he said " i love you"
and i said "i love you too....."
If he would like me ever, well thats all i feared
My friend had once told me about suicide
I thought and i thought and forgot and put it aside
She said she no friends, all but one
She thought about weed, Oh how fun!
When i thought back to that day
While i was on a walk by the bay
I knew i was not needed for this life
so i thought i could end it all with a knife
When i got home that day
good bye was all i could say
As all looked up at me in awe
i turned around, my last few minutes in this god forsaken place was all i saw
I went to my room
up the long staircase, i would be there soon
I wrote my long letter
Gave all to my friends, it would all be better
Right?
Last but not least, i wrote my last and thought,
Crying and lying there, remembering what i was taught
When 3 am came
It all seemed to be the same
I went to the kitchen, where i took the knife
Slit my neck open, that was the end of my life.
So all you who are thinking this was all a nightmare,
you have thought wrong, 'cause you don't always wake up there
All who are wondering who the last letter is to
Its to the guy i love
he's as gentle as a dove
i told him i love him
i told him i'm lost without him
i told him, most importantly, i could not live without him
so you see i really could not live without him
when he found the note, all covered in my tears,
He went home and drank a lot of beers,
He took back everything he said
as he laid there crying, in his bed
As I sit in a empty chair
invisible at my funeral
all had come because i knew they care
In the last few minutes there
I saw my love walk in
to look to his way, it was a dare
As he cried and held on to the casket,
he was pulled away,
he was not allowed to stay
that night as he lay
i appeared in dismay
he yelled " I take it all back!"
i shushed his lips and said "is that a fact?"
he said " i love you"
and i said "i love you too....."