i cannot end it all, i've tried but i guess i really need a friend to assist my suicide so i won't be lonely in the end
drunk and way out of my mind i'll make promises we'll both forget until i make it back inside and sleep beside the things that i regret
when i told her so, she cried but not for reasons that she can defend 'cause she was out there getting high while i was in here going down again
i guess that that makes it alright but really, what's it matter in the end? our hearts have left us far behind this hollow shell's the only thing that's left
i cannot end it all, i've tried but i guess i really need a friend i think i'll lose myself tonight will you carry me to bed again...?