They found your broken body in a ditch

But you were too far gone to stitch

Back up, and I doubt you'd have wanted them to anyway

'Cuz this life had brought you nothing but pain

May you rest in peace, as we assemble the pieces

Of these shredded notes you tore up and threw away

Shredded notes you tore up and threw away

Shredded notes you tore up and threw away

Your hand may have written it

Your hand may have lifted the knife

But it weren't you who pushed you to the limit

So was it really your choice to die?

Now may you rest in peace, as we assemble the pieces

Of the shredded notes you tore up and threw away

Shredded notes you tore up and threw away