I said I wasn’t going to think about it again… (echo)

Verse 1:

And here I am thinking about it again

The letter ready to be sent

They find me on the floor dead

I bled from the knife in my hand

They look at the note and it says

Dear friends and family

I seemed to go ‘bout things casually

Really it was angrily

From sixth grade till at the academy

I prayed god show himself so i knew he was real

Get me out of this deal

I feel like the third wheel all the time

Get me out of this

All the disses were against me

I just can’t handle it anymore

(hook):

Yeah I’m sorry I’ve given up

At the beginning you wind up

But I can’t handle going on especially after the break up

Verse 2:

Sixth grade was anger issues

Almost hurt my mom my feelings have a bruise

Finger marks on her arm

My dad gets into hunting and gets a firearm

I want to run away they don’t care about me

Before I flee i call the hotline

The guy reassures me

My dad called me a bitch

(hook):

Yeah I’m sorry I’ve given up

At the beginning you wind up

But I can’t handle going on especially after the break up

Verse 3:

Seventh grade i was done

Away from life is where i wanted to run

I found the knife my grandpa got from world war 2

I had the idea but couldn’t follow through

Eighth grade I thought about it again

In pain is where I’ve been

And they don’t know

I can’t take this no mo’e

(hook):

Yeah I’m sorry I’ve given up

At the beginning you wind up

But I can’t handle going on especially after the break up

Verse 4:

I checked myself into the hospital

School makes me feel little

They belittle my talent like i have none

The hospital decided I don’t need to be there

Life ain’t fair

I have to go back to hell school

Other girls rule while i look like a fool

A tool for their popularity

A stool for them sit up high

(hook):

Yeah I’m sorry I’ve given up

At the beginning you wind up

But I can’t handle going on especially after the break up

Verse 5:

Graduation i’m never going to see them again

I’d thank god but i don’t believe, is that a sin?

I’m going to a catholic school

Being on twitter during prayer is against the rules

I lost my faith when god didn’t answer my call

Now i got it all

I got friends

But not being suicidal ended when homework and winter came

Things aren’t the same

Different vibe not as bad

But friends i no longer have, i had they called me sharp

I was never meant to have friends

And i broke up with my boyfriend

He won’t take me back

I make out with his friend

We’re friends with benefits but after he’s a stranger

He forgets i’m in danger of depression

As a freshman i thought i had it made

Dead poets society neil is who i identify with

He says he gets it, that’s a myth

He makes fun of mental health

The loneliness starts and i’m ready for life to end

(hook):

Yeah I’m sorry I’ve given up

At the beginning you wind up

But I can’t handle going on especially after the break up

Verse 6:

I write the note and make the playlist

I hope i’ll be missed

I wait to go to tampa to see my bro

I feel low i can’t wait to do it

I feel like shit

I look up the best suicide methods

I don’t like where i’m headed

But it’s too late to call the hotline

The loneliness and no comfort is mine

I always planned on using a knife to take my life

But my dad’s gun will be more effective

With what i use i’ll be selective

My grandpa’s knife was lost but there’s a steak knife downstairs

I have to finish my note to say the heirs of my stuff

The gun’s locked up tight

(hook):

Yeah I’m sorry I’ve given up

At the beginning you wind up

But I can’t handle going on especially after the break up

Verse 7:

The possibility’s always in my head

But i fled by lying in bed and shutting down

I wake up and forget about it

I admit that i’ll never stop thinking about it

Something i might commit

I hope i can help people who want to quit life

There are happy moments, we live for those