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 tried   Want some attention and a little less regret   A teenage fluff, little threat      And, and there are those, there're 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