Cut my wrists and hope to die,
you're the ones who made me cry,
you made me suffer so much pain,
and all my dreams went down the drain.
All my hopes were crushed and burned,
what exactly have you earned?
Was destroying my life so much fun?
What would you have done, if you'd had a gun?
I don't know what I did to you,
but in heaven I could start my life anew.
Away from you, and them and this...
So here it is, my last 'Goodbye',
I'm sure when I'm gone....
No one will cry.