i build it up
then tear it apart
how’s there anything left of my heart
staring out the window
will she come
is there anything inside of me
after everything i’ve done
in my descent from grace
from hatred i bestow
i’m lost in all i’ve known
underneath the great below
i’ve lost all feeling
i’ve lost all hope
i do not care
i can not cope
i’ve lost myself
i’ve lost my friends
i’ve cut my wrists
i’ve cut loose ends
i’m left here alone
my mind wont work
my heart is sore
my limbs are broken
i’m such a whore
nothing left to try
nothing left to do
nothing left but pain
nothing here like you
in a chair
next to a table
in a large open room
i lean back
i hear the click
to bring me to my doom
a failed attempt
a broke gun
alone with all my goon