Now you're gone,
Maybe I should be too,
I asked you so many times what you see in me,
And you told me that I was kind, fun, and the best friend you've ever had.
Then you suddenly turned and you left,
Leaving me here, on the ground, with a razor in my hand.

The world doesn't seem as bright as it used to be,
Now I feel the pressure is breaking in and tumbling down,
Down the staircase where I now reside, in the basement.
The world dims out and I feel it's time for me to say goodbye.

I asked God for forgiveness, even though I don't wanna believe.
I asked Lucifer for mercy. even thought I don't wanna believe.
I asked her for some clarity, even though I might not like the answer.