Do you ever think about ghosts

Cause I’ve been thinking about suicide a lot more than I used to

Would you feel the adrenaline

If you read that I died

I can’t take these photographs

Or find the strength to hold your hand

And I don’t want to lose a friend

But I can’t help but push you away

And you can find me by myself

Cause I don’t feel alive

I think I need an angel or some pesticide

I’m by myself

You don’t have to tell me twice

To get my act together or I can say goodbye

And you can find me by myself

Cause I don’t feel alive

I think I need an angel or some pesticide

I’m by myself

You don’t have to tell me twice

To get my act together or I can say goodbye

And the crowd goes wild

When I make them worried sick

Tears streaming down her face

With her jaw dropped open

Phone falling onto the ground

And all I hear is the sound of

Glass breaking, glass- glass breaking

Would you consider this

That I’m not coming back

I can’t take these photographs

Or find the strength to hold your hand

And I don’t want to lose a friend

But I can’t help but push you away

And you can find me by myself

Cause I don’t feel alive

I think I need an angel or some pesticide

I’m by myself

You don’t have to tell me twice

To get my act together or I can say goodbye