My love for u was true
Your love for me was pure
Please dont start to cry when i knock on heavens door
should i take this razor, glide it cross my wrist
Should i hit the wall with my small and fragile fists
Should i let the dark black past burn me up inside
Should i let just one guy take away my pride
Should i make myself throw up the food that i just ate
Should i pick the perfect time for my funeral date
This is what you did to me
Take the crown and take a plee
In the future when u get a call
When my mom says im dead and u do nuthing at all
Shell say that i told her to tell u goodbye
Then take ur own advice be strong and dont cry
