On the Edge

Like a knife to the chest a fucking bullet would feel best

Just cant feel just cant relate so much anger so much hate

When you feel dead inside my emotions i try to hide

To your face i seem calm but inside it's like a bomb

On the edge

And nothin to loose

Just can't wait to explode and you'll know my hearts gone cold

Can't believe you're so wrong what the fuck is going on

So confused so distraught my chest is cold my fists are hot

Just wanna get outta this place smash this bottle across yer face

I'll feel better when your gone you think you've done nothing wrong

And you know that pisses me off well fuck you, it's your loss

Please don't call please don't write and you know i'll be drunk tonight

Do you know how it feels it's so fucked up it's so unreal