why wont you look at me?
cant you tell im longing for you?
i love you so , it hurts my soul
suicide kills, but love's the instigator
i pray, and sleep the day away
i want you so bad,
even though youre just the last thing i need,
pleasure of the forbidden drowns my throat.
pain's the escape, and the cause
christ, is it that damn hard,
to glance that way you do,
at just me,
just go right through my soul
why, why why,
ah well, what's suicide for?