If I ever have a problem and i don't know where to turn. I just let the devil guide me, cos I never seem to learn!
That the doctors always save me, and the knife wont set me free. There's nothing for me in this life. So I'll end it all, you'll see!
Author's Notes/Comments:
The second part of 'Times'. This is basically, the half that is more about myself, than my ex. The other half was to show her that she helped me to stay alive. But this half, i wrote after we had finished. It was 'cos I felt I had nothing left anymore!
dont u think aproblem shared is a prblem halfed? or are u just the atention-saeeking littlewanker that everyone takes u for?
That's exactly how I feel sumtimes