I'm on the roof of an office building, on a railing of a bridge. Not even a razorblade made me feel or sense anything. I don't belong in this body, I don't belong in this life. Don't wanna wake up to the cold morning and take another beating.
I just wanna be loved, like everybody does. Without feeling guilty and ashamed. I just wanna get drunk, like everybody does. Without feeling like a loaded gun.
I'm the creep in the corner, I'm the stain on your shirt. I guess I would be better off dead than on your way. I wanna jump in front of the freight train, or maybe just get on it. Ride on to the new day dawning and would never be found.
I just wanna be loved, like everybody does. Without feeling guilty and ashamed. I just wanna get drunk, like everybody does. Without feeling like a loaded gun.
I don't wanna see the day I turn seventeen. Why couldn't I be just like the rest? I can never be free, I'm trapped inside of me. Please put me out of my misery.