you make the handle look appealing
you make the bottle of pills look like the answer
what a perfect combination for death that they make together
you make me want to leave the earth
you make tears fall from my eyes at a rate they never have before
maybe on the other side things will be better
maybe on the other side you won't have all the power
call me an idiot, call me some more names
it only makes the urge grow much larger
i gulp it all down, one shot together
glass after glass
pill after pill
this is what is left of my free will
i can't live without you
so i might as well die
look what you've done to me
so young yet already saying goodbye
this is so unlike me, so unreal
but without you, life's anything but ideal
i have lost all my strength
and lost all my wits
my sense and my brain were gone forever
when you stole my heart
falling in love is such a trap
it causes more games and heartaches
and i just can't keep track
maybe this is the end
maybe this isn't
i guess it just depends on how toxic this poison is
but it's not the drugs that killed me
it was you