By night I am crying

By day I am lying

I put on a mask

Trying to conceal the past

Not even my best friend can see

How my soul is dying inside of me

I am starting to fall

I can't see the point of being alive at all

Sleep is so nice

I'm willing to pay the price

It's a small fee, a knife

In exchange for my life

It will be better now

Nobody calling me a cow

The pain will stop

The tears will stop

Nobody will even care

That I'm not there

By night I am crying,

but by day I am dying.