I'm on the roof of an office building,   on a railing of a bridge. Not even a razorblade   made me feel or sense anything.   I don't belong in this body,   I don't belong in this life.   Don't wanna wake up to the cold morning and   take another beating.      I just wanna be loved, like everybody does.   Without feeling guilty and ashamed.   I just wanna get drunk, like everybody does.   Without feeling like a loaded gun.      I'm the creep in the corner,   I'm the stain on your shirt.   I guess I would be better off dead   than on your way.   I wanna jump in front of the freight train,   or maybe just get on it.   Ride on to the new day dawning   and would never be found.      I just wanna be loved, like everybody does.   Without feeling guilty and ashamed.   I just wanna get drunk, like everybody does.   Without feeling like a loaded gun.      I don't wanna see the day I turn seventeen.   Why couldn't I be just like the rest?   I can never be free,   I'm trapped inside of me.   Please put me out of my misery.