When you see the lashes on my wrists,
or the scar around my neck,
you will soon know, that long ago,
I took a brush with death.
It wasn't your fault,
it was all in my head.
to see you with her,
I'd rather be dead.
I had it all,
you took it away,
and life was so hard,
I wouldn't live another day.
She was my all,
my only best friend.
We said we'd be together,
entil the end.
She fell for you hard,
she just couldn't see.
That what she was doing,
was ruining me
You went to the prom,
you really had fun.
And when you came home,
on a rope it was done.
My best friend, and my guy,
were together at last.
I doubt that you knew,
it would happen so fast.
I am now gone,
and upon this you read.
I hope for you,
that it's your only lead.
All I wanted was a friend,
a shoulder to cry on.
All I know now,
is that it's a shoulder to die on.
You said you'd never lie,
truth is the key.
So when you look at this rope,
think about me.
