text: Intro
  My condolences
  Ill shed a tear with your family
  Ill open a bottle up
  Pour a little bit out in your memory
  Ill be at the wake dressed in all black
  Ill call out your name, but you wont call back
  Ill hand a flower to your mother when I say goodbye
  Cause baby youre dead to me
  Verse
  K-Shaaaady
  I lie, I cheat, I steal, wonder what’s it like to kill. Being violent is my will, I just can’t sit still. Who am I? Who am I? Someone who’s going to die. Suicide, suicide, just wanna’ give it a try. Man, I’m tired of this burden, hiding behind a curtain, don’t know why but I’m certain, I am tired of this hurting. It takes 0.2 seconds just to change my expression, and the topic of this lesson is a thing called depression. You have your suicidal thoughts and the feeling of regret. Have your other bad thoughts- shit I’m not finished yet. Long story short, everyday you feel like shit, just wanna’ grab a gallon of bleach and just.. empty it
  Chorus - Melanie Martinez and K-Shady 240
  My condolences
  Ill shed a tear with your family
  Ill open a bottle up
  Pour a little bit out in your memory
  Ill be at the wake dressed in all black
  Ill call out your name, but you wont call back 
  Ill hand a flower to your mother when I say goodbye
  Cause baby youre dead to me
  Verse
  Overdose on some pills, just to go for the kill. Keep your emotions sealed, don’t want anything revealed. Sometimes it slips now your friends “are- are- super worried”, you think they won’t understand your dumb ass life story. Started to self harm, cuts on legs and arms. Some people don’t notice, while others are alarmed everything around you moves so fast paced, while you’re stuck in a state, feeling resentment and hate. I want to fucking die man you don’t understand me. I sound so selfish man, what about my family? What about my friends, will they turn into my enemies? Fuck it I don’t care this is now the end of me
  Chorus - Melanie Martinez and K-Shady 240
  My condolences
  Ill shed a tear with your family 
  Ill open a bottle up
  Pour a little bit out in your memory
  Ill be at the wake dressed in all black
  Ill call out your name, but you wont call back 
  Ill hand a flower to your mother when I say goodbye
  Cause baby youre dead to me