Tonight the bathtub water's bleeding red.
My worries ooze out from my skin and drip away.
These difficulties cloud my mind,
But I have made my decision.
I'll show you all my old suicide notes,
That are just drafts for the perfect one.
I'll be forgotten and outdone,
So will you tell all my friends at the reunion,
That I won't be there?
And I'm sorry for my absence at their grand parade.
I hear the shrill of my last lullabye,
And the scream from my heart when I wish only to die.
I slip a little more as each day goes by,
And I have finally hit the cold ceramic tiles.
Tonight I am done for sure, my friend.
You cannot stop me,
You can only pretend that I meant something to you.
The bathtub water's bleeding red.
I'll ask you not to watch as these scars weep.
My dream resounds inside my head;
The water tints it crimson but makes things clear.

back the the highway that never ends