heard a word, suicide,
not from one, but from thousands that tried
the lawyer's wife and the teenage brat,
one thing in common, they all wanted out

and it's plain to see
it goes for you and it goes for me,
and all the screwed up little girls and boys
all thrown in without a choice

but I heard him say,
"I want out, no complaints and no doubts,
Just a chance to go on"
I heard a word, suicide,

and not from one, but from thousands that died
want some attention and a little less regret, a
teenage fluff, little threat
and there are those, there are those who think

that drastic actions will make them unique
it's really all the same,
that no one's happy and nobody's to blame
and the moral to this story is old

it's quite taboo, seldom told
the seed is reaped before it's sown,
a bad choice was never resolved