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Suicide
She watches the day go by
 Dreading the lunchtime bell
 Cuz that’s when she’ll have to find
 A place to sit by herself
 
 Nobody wants her
 Nobody needs her
 The way they need you and me
 
 No happily ever
 She’ll never find after
 And no one can see
 
 Every night she cries
 Every night a little more of her dies
 She needs a way out
 A way to deal with the pain
 She can’t figure it out
 It’s all too far away
 
 (So she picks up a kitchen knife
 And brings it back to her room
 She calls it her way to survive
 But really it’s just bringing her closer to
 A way to die
 A way to end her life) chorus
 
 People call themselves her friends
 But friends could really know
 What she’s doing to herself
 I guess it doesn’t show
 
 But it’s too late
 She’s too damn afraid
 To tell herself to stop
 
 She tells her family
 They say it’s just a phase
 And eventually it’ll wear off
 Every night she cries
 Every night a little more of her dies
 By now she’s too far gone
 Thinkin she’s all alone
 
 Chorus
 
 Then one night she figures it out
 A way to stop all the pain
 She keeps pressing harder down
 To make it all go away
 
 Then she picks up a pen
 And writes down what she could never say
 She scribbles down his name
 And says you made me this way
 
 The next day in school
 When she’s not there
 He knows she went through
 And realizes he cares
 But now it’s just too late
 
 He cries every night
 Every night a little more of him dies
 
 Chorus (Past tense)
 
 A way to die
 A way to end her life

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