this is all simply useless,
it's all in vain
i'm not what you want now,
our feelings are not,
they're not the same
this feeling's been burning inside me
and i thought it was in you,
but i was wrong

take my life,
take this blade
and drag it against my wrist,
i'm dragging on

this is not just another
ode to suicide
my feelings were real,
you "would not be fake to me",
she said- you're full of lies
i'll sign this yours truly,
and say my goodbyes

take my life,
take this blade
and drag it against my wrist,
i'm dragging on
i'll write this song for her,
it wouldn't do the least for me
i'm dragging on

i know that you can't help
the feelings that you have;
ignore the words on this page
don't let this get to you
like these feelings get to me
don't let this get you now,
cause it's too late