This is it my final stand...
All I tried to do was take your hand.
But right now it's so hard to stand.
My life is getting dull and becoming bland.

On the verge of suicide
Do I take the pills?
Should I just die?
Who would miss me?

I get told everyday give up.
Stop trying you can't save me.
If she gives up...
Then I do too..

I can't take it anymore.
Not feeling like I help at all
My hope is gone...
everything has turned black...

I've tried and I've tried to bring you back..
To bring you back to the light..
but you let go and ran out of sight..
I don't know where to turn..

This pain in my heart feels like a 3rd degree burn..
Another one gone and given up hope.
I'm going to my closet where there is a rope...
My hope is trying to choke me...

I had a gun in my hand..
Bullets ready to play like a band..
I squeezed the trigger just once to make sure it wouldn't jam...
It didn't..

Then sierra texted saying she had given up hope and that her life is over
she's at the end of her rope..
So my light is flickering and almost gone..
By the time you see this it will probably be done...

I'm gonna try to keep going..
I hope you do too...

I still hope you remember our promise
We both will get that butterfly tattoo....

On the verge of insanity
And the verge of true love
One day we will rise
And we will be above..