On the Way to San Francisco Lyrics

I dont want to die
But I feel that this is itStomach in knots
Twenty pounds less
A weekend of hell
Six months depressionLost in a love sick
World of pain
I cry 'cause youre gone
Im dying in pain, in painMy love for you is forever
I promise this sick world Ill never forget
I wrote you this note
I put this razor into my skinThe tub overflows
I awaken in pain
I choke on my own blood
I hear the phone ringBack to reality
Pat and I are off to the cityDrunk for six months straight
Im drowning myself in alcohol and pain
Depression magnifies times ten
The blood in my veins is starting to run thinI dont want to die

I feel that this is it
My face is in my handsI dont want to die
I feel that this is it
My face is in my hands
Again I slit my wrists