thoughts of suicide rush through my head
as i lay down and get ready for bed
are you really worth it I ask
thoughts of killin me will complete my task
I ask why should I do this it will give you pride
and down in the dirt and a box I will hide
you probably dont care and pry never will
but why do you do that when you know how I feel
I loved you from the start I loved you till the end
and now its my soul that I want to bend
end my life with one little blow
I dont think you know
just how much you matter how much I care
how much I want you to be there
the day I die to the day I rest
you were the best better than the best