You say you want to die,
'cause the things don't work out right,
But you don't even try,
though neither do I
And neither do my friends,
though some of them pretend,
and it's easy if you cry,
'cause you feel bad for yourself.
I think about my friend who died,
And how her kids didn't get to say goodbye,
though neither did I,
no neither did I.
And neither did my friends,
though some of them pretend,
and its easy if you cry,
'cause you feel bad for yourself.
If you pretend everything fine,
I won't hurt myself or lie,
to you or mom or dad,
just pretend that i'm not sad.
And we'll work everthing out,
even all the stuff we don't talk about,
it would be easier if we cried,
we'd feel bad for ourselves.
It's supposed to snow tonight,
I hope the forecast is right,
'cos in the morning I sleep in 'till I like,
and if it snowed outside it would feel so nice in here