They woke me up, mom and pops fighting again
Dad drinking too much, mama cheatin on the weekends
I tired to calm them down, but mama send me to bed
I can’t stand them; I wish I was fucking dead
They always fuss, I can’t take it anymore
I want to do something, but I'm just not sure
My heart keeps hurting; I’m tired of crying every night
I know, I’ll disappear, gone from sight
Just run away, cause God not answering me again
Worst parents ever, can’t even imagine them being friends
If they love me, they’d stop, so I guess they don’t
All I can do is remember the good times, like when we was on the boat
All three of us, happy on the see
They smile at each other, and then they smile at me
But of course I’m too young to know about this
Always cussing and shit
Never even thinking about how this could affect the child
But I guess it don’t matter if I get teased in school or bank after it ends
I done slit my wrist, I dun got in fights, I cussed with the teacher right in front of me
I just wish they would work things out and pay more attention to me
It’s like no matter what, here is where bullshit begins
They won’t miss me; I won’t ever be a problem again
It time for me to go to Heaven
They always tell me to go in my room and shut the door
But its time to end it, no heart-ace, I’m not getting mad anymore
(Picks up the gun, puts it to his head and…)