Suicide Lonely.   I feel so lonely I could die.   If only I weren't so lonely,   I would cry.   The wrong's turn to right,   The darkness is my light.   With my eyes bright open wide...   There's something in the air,   And it smells like suicide.      Hopeless.   I feel so hopeless in my head.   I'm hopeless,   Rope, cope- and dopeless,   I'm in the red,   That's what I said.   My days are breaking up,   And I don't like waking up,   Cuz I feel so very tired.      There's something in the air,   And it smells like suicide.