Born to Die

You don’t understand
You won’t ever understand
With suicide in the back of my mind

I would never hurt myself
Not for you at least
I’m just a child, you must know
With suicide in the back of my mind

How awful you must’ve felt
But when I asked you didn’t care
Taking something from the young
That was never really there

Someone like me needs someone like you
You make me feel worse
And that’s all I deserve
I was born dead
There’s nothing I could do
With suicide in the back of my mind

I dread the day when it comes
When suicide overwhelms
I dread the day when it moves
With suicide in the front of my mind