It started real young
Never seemed to stop
No control
No hope
No future

She had nothing left to live for
No happy in her 
She paints a picture using silver
Crying tears of red
Her pictures last forever

Leave or stay
A desicion is made
Take the rope and tie the knot
write the note
Leave it in an obvious spot

Goodbye to hell
Goodbye to demons
Goodbye to the words and the voice in my head

I hope that when I'm gone
That you'll finally see,
Just what kind of pain
You words gave me