Suicidal lover

Suicidal lover

Too many times you've said your leaving,
One more should do it,
Al tie the rope to the ceiling,
Bottle of whisky by the bed,
50 pills in my stomach and still not dead,
1000 channels on tv and nothing to watch,
throws the remote at the screen after another gulp of scotch,
Another 20 pills followed by another 2 then 3 equals 75,
No joy, still alive,
Heads spinning know I feel lousy,
Got to go I'm far...... Too......... Drowsy.