i'm tired of feeling this way every single day. 
my friends tell me there's a better way. 
i hate tha pain- 
sometimes it drives me insane.

i wish i could turn my head off 
so i wouldn't think of my loss.
i feel so damn sorry for myself, 
i wish i could put my thoughts in a jar on a shelf.

i'm tired of bein told how to feel, 
when the people i talk to are on some kind of messed up pill.
i wish i could tell someone the way i think 
but tha way i think would make the pope wanna drink.

all tha rage i have makes me feel 
like i'm in a cage trapped with no way out.
ever since you're gone i've messed with suicide 
so many times i can't even count.

i get scared when there's nowhere to run 
when all you think about 24/7 is a gun.
i sit wanting you back 
i sit waiting for my life to be done.