Pills in her hand, but you dont even care. Gun at her head, you

Pills in her hand,
but you dont even care.
Gun at her head,
you make fun of her hair.

Slits on her wrist,
you laugh at her clothes.
Shes dying inside,
and no body knows.

Standing on the bridge,
You drive by in your sports car.
She says goodbye,
you say she is bizarre

You dont even care
about this poor girl next to you.
You dont even see,
the pain she is going through.

Open your eyes,
Please, cant you see?
That this sad girl,
is none other
than
me....