I want to die and that's not fair
I wish I could get mad at myself
I don't have enough energy for that
people are dying everyday that don't want to die
that had more to accomplish with their life
but without my love I can't see the point.

I'm supposed to go on and live my life
thinking that you might come back
but without my love I can't see any point.

I am supposed to dry my tears
I am supposed to tell myself I will make it through somehow
that there is more to live for
but without my love I can't see the point.

I see that sad pathetic look in my tears
and it makes me bitter
I don't deserve it
I don't deserve such lasting pain
but somehow it is the only feeling that feels familiar.

won't you come back
give me another chance to show you how much I need you
give me a reason to live why don't you!
show me what love is supposed to feel like

Is this really what I had to look forward to
more pain, more sorrow, more disappointment
I see the meaning now
a reason to die

won't you kill me
hate me, tell me I'm crazy, fear me
anything is better than your neglect
I can't take any more
they'd diagnose it as depression
there is no cure
I feel dead
And I don't want help out of the grave
I want you
more than I want to breathe, more than I want to live, more than anything
what's the point?

I try to get some perspective
I ask questions
I look for signs
I research
I write
I pray
I run
I starve
I gorge
I destroy
I try to keep company
I try to move on
I try to sleep it off
I have no control

what else do people live for
what else do people die for

but I am trapped
people care about me, they love me
I'd never want to break a heart
I'd never wish for someone to understand the pain I know

so I will skip class
sleep all day
maybe do half-ass work
eat if my stomach will allow it
shower if I must
let myself get ugly because I'm tired of trying to be put together
what's the point?

I will give up until I feel like trying again

I have no time for your mindless chatter that has nothing to do with love
what's the point?

What's the point
in showing you I care
what's the point in getting mad?
you don't understand
and it just makes me feel like I'm losing my mind

that lonely girl had no idea what she was in for

and if you called to tell me you love me today
what would it all mean
but I wouldn't think about it
I'd run to you.