Suicide

Something about the way you talk to me

Makes me wanna wallow in my misery

Something about you all of a sudden

Makes me wanna stick my head in the oven

Something about seeing you with him

Makes me wanna take the big swim

Something about the way you kiss

Makes me wanna slit my wrist

I'm depressed

I looked at life, I looked at love

Smelled the roses and all that stuff

I used to think I was pretty tough

I look at you and I think I've seen enough

Something about the stains on the bed

You know they make me wanna put a gun to my head

Something about the company you keep

It makes me wanna skip the big sleep

Something about that letter you wrote

Makes me wanna slit my throat

Something about that last phone call

Makes me wanna end it all

I'm real depressed

I looked at life, I looked at love

Smelled the roses and all that stuff

I used to think I was pretty tough

I look at you and I think I've seen enough

Something about polyester clothes

You know they make me wanna overdose

Something about a mixed metaphor

Makes me wanna slam my head in the door

Something about wearing my heart on my sleeve

Makes me a little too comfortable

Something about being inside of myself

Makes me happier than anything else

I'm a lot fun at parties

I looked at life, I looked at love

Smelled the roses and all that stuff

I used to think I was pretty tough

I look at you and I think I've seen enough