They all think i'm safe in my room
Then i close the door
Just to make it feel better
To see the blood once more

A knock on my door
Sends a shiver down my spine
"is everything alrght in there?"
Yees....uh..its all fine

But its just a lie
To cover my mistakes
I can't stop the blood..
Its way to late

That one last cut
Was just enough
No more pain
Wow this is tough..

Yell out for help?
Or just slip away?
Did i tell her everything i had to say?

Does she know i love her, her and no one else..
Time is running out!

Yell out for help?

What about your friend...
Will she be ok??
How can you be sure
If you don't stay..

&& now here comes the "what if"
What if i call out for help...
What if i don't let go..
Maybe things will get better?
If you die you'll never know.


You've only minutes left..
Time to make a choice...
But you've lost too much blood...
&& don't have much of a voice..

a txt message sent from your phone..
All it said was
Pease he....

Now they'll never know...