Potential Suicide lyrics

She sits at home and tries to remember all the days when everybody said nothing could bring her down Now she's found that she can't stand the site of her reflection in the windows of this beat up old town She's packing all her problems Into a carry-on bag She's packing all of her sorrow into one less silver box labeled memories And every night that she's alive Is a potential suicide And all the teardrops that she cries wont help her she goes to bed at night just to wake up to a nightmare and a headache that will never go away She's doing time and hating every minute of it blaming everything on something she can't escape She cries and she cries But no one ever listens She doesn't understand why she can't slow down She's packing all her problems Into a carry-on bag She's packing all of her sorrow into one less silver box labeled memories And every night that she's alive Is a potential suicide And all the teardrops that she cries wont help her And all the pain she's kept inside Doesn't help to cleanse her mind From all the heartache and the frustration tonight And now it feels like she's been dealt a shitty hand She said "it is mine" but she doesn't understand And every night that she's alive Is a potential suicide And all the teardrops that she cries wont help her And all the pain she's kept inside Doesn't help to cleanse her mind From all the teardrops that she cried And every night that she's alive Is a potential suicide And all the teardrops that she cries wont help her And all the pain she's kept inside Doesn't help to cleanse her mind From all the heartache and the frustration tonight