"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