[Am]Pale lips bags under [G]my eyes alone after [F]midnight too numb to [G]cry
[Am]No friends at least I can [G]pretend that everyone [F]loves me except that's a [G]lie
What happens when [Dm]I die will people take [F]their time
Shedding their [Am]tears or did I waste all my [G]years
What happens if [Dm]I stay no promise I'll [F]be okay
'Cause life can [Am]get hard and it tears me a[G]part
[Am]Bruises wounds behind [G]my back from people who [F]stabbed me with hate in their [G]eyes
I'm [Am]over because I'm a [G]loner my pain is my [F]closure why do I [G]exist?
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