Study Hall.

You watched me throw everything back up.
It's like you force fed me guns.
And held onto strings to pull the triggers.
This isn't what you wanted.
But I sure as hell know it's what you always wished.
That's funny because you always cursed me for killing myself.
Hold your tongue back.
I'm not one for arguing, but my mind is filled with comebacks.
Just help me shut this cellar door.
Please help me.
Just help me shut this cellar door.
Make me laugh.
You make me laugh.
Just because you are the thief doesn't mean I'm the victim.
Right now, I can't help but feel sick.
You keep on running your face into my fist.
I just can't help it.
Just help me shut this cellar door.
Just help me shut you out.
Just help me forget everything.
Please, just help me.