is suicide too much? کے بول

She's in a cab, somewhere far away I'm in my room, day-drinking on a Tuesday It's such a drag And she don't wanna pick me up So, what? But it all goes downhill from here I got a pill in my pocket, watch it disappear I got too much on my mind And she don't wanna pick me up So, what? (What? What? What?) I tell you I'm fine, but I'm lying I'll be outside, up on a ledge Know I'm dying On the inside I'll be fine Is suicide too much? My love I take it all to the face Catch the bus back home I got ripped shoelaces and broken bones And a spike on my boot I can't wait too long for you, my love My body keeps shakin And you know I can't take it, baby I don’t wanna do this alone You said that you'd be back before eleven Now it's twelve-thirty-seven And you know that I’ve gotta get going home I know I don't lose my cool around you But I can't take lying, baby, that's all that you do You know I don't lose my cool around you But I can't take lying, baby That's all that you do (Do, do, do) I tell you I'm fine, but I'm lying I'll be outside, up on a ledge Know I'm dying On the inside I'll be fine Is suicide too much? My love I take it all to the face Catch the bus back home I got ripped shoelaces and broken bones And a spike on my boot I can't wait too long for you, my love I'm lying on a cold tile floor My head feels like it's gonna explode You need me but I need you more I'm lying on a cold tile floor My head feels like it's gonna explode You need me but I need you more I tell you I'm fine, but I'm lying I’ll be outside, up on a ledge Know I'm dying On the inside I'll be fine Is suicide too much? My love I take it all to the face Catch the bus back home I got ripped shoelaces and broken bones And a spike on my boot I can't wait too long for you, my love