Suicide Game

They call me names and play their games But they can't feel my pain Of the razor I use to make my life a little smaller They say that I'm worthless That I'm just another name In their suicide game I'm not the first And I won't be the last To cry at night And pretend that I'm alright I cut my wrists using that small blade And I think I'm loosing their suicide game One more round and I'm down for the count I can see the end Just around the bend So I played And I played well But it was all in vain Because I lost their suicide game