All I want is your understanding
As in the small act of affection.
«Why is this my life?»
Is almost everybody's question.
And I've tried
Everything but suicide,
But it's crossed my mind.
I prefer peace,
Wouldn't have to have one worldly possession.
But essentially I'm an animal,
So just what do I do with all the aggression?
Well, I've tried
Everything but suicide,
But it's crossed my mind.
Life is a one-way street, and if you could paint it,
I'd draw myself going in the right direction.
So I go all the way, like I really, really know,
But the truth is I'm only guessing.
And I've tried
Everything but suicide,
Ooh, but it's crossed my mind,
Just a thought.
It's even dark in the daytime,
It's not just good, it's Great Depression.
When I was lost, I even found myself
Looking in the gun's direction.
And so I've tried
Everything but suicide,
But, yes, it's crossed my mind,
But I'm fine.