I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies
That you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand

The angry boy, a bit too insane
Icing over a secret pain
You know you don't belong
You're the first to fight
You're way too loud
You're the flash of light
On a burial shroud
I know something's wrong
Well everyone I know has got a reason
To say, put the past away
 [bad word] 
Well he's on the table
And he's gone to code
And I do not think anyone knows
What they are doing here
And your friends have live
You've been dismissed
I never thought it [bad word] to this
And I, I want you to know
Everyone's got to face down the demons
Maybe today
We can put the past away
 [bad word]