Ideations

I'm not saying I'm killing myself; I just wanted you to know that I stare at my veins while I contemplate just how red my poor blood will glow And I hate seeing doctors I'm ashamed that I'm on pills And I'm tired of hiding, and always confiding in friends who have run for the hills God I wanna be better Lord just please make me good Oh I wanna be better Don't you think that I could? God I wanna be better Oh just please make me good Lord I wanna be better Don't you think that you should make me good?