I had wrists donning slits 
Flowing constantly 
My broken body in a wreck 
Wrapped around a tree 
A crosswalk hit and run 
The finish line for me 
People clutter in the gutter 
Take a look and see 
No escaping pain 
You belong to me 
Clinging on to life 
By the skin o' my teeth 
My blood flows through the streets 
Deluge from the wounds 
Empty jars of sleeping pills 
On the dresser of my room 
My wet brain neighbor cranes 
His neck to see in time, 
The white lights a train 
Bearing down on me 
I won't feel the hurt 
I'm not trash any longer 
The fact it doesn't kill me 
Only makes me stronger 
I need a ride to the morgue 
That's what 911 is for 
So, tag my toe and don't forget 
Ooh to close the door