To end it all, to end your life
for there's no point, beyond the strife.
Ended by bullet or blade or rope
for there is nothing to give you hope.

All that seems good, it's a pack of lies
well...except perhaps her gorgeous eyes,
her perfect laugh, her cute wee smile
and those things you forgot for a while

So don't you do it, don't end your life
just see the good, beyond your strife.