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