The time is right, the setting is now
Iv'e run so long I don't know
How I got here or were I'm going who knows?
I'm in Love with a boy who will never Love me back.
A hopless romantic I am if that.
I hate who I am, I hate who I will be
I hate this life, I wan't to be set free.
I go and I run and with every step I die a little more inside
The Pain flows deep as I grab a knife because, my Love, soon I will die.
My heart beets fast as I take the knife over my wrist with a quick thin slice.
The Blood gose fast and I start to cry
because,
my Love,
Today
I die.