You could punch your brains out with a club
Or cut your wrists up in the tub
You could take a shotgun to your face
Or throw yourself down a staircase
You could play chicken with a train
Or stick a big pencil in your brain
You could cut your throat with my CD
Or drive your car into a tree
You could bungee jump into some fire
Or rip out your lungs with rusty pliars
You could shoot an agent in your veins
Eleven ways to end the pain
Or cut your wrists up in the tub
You could take a shotgun to your face
Or throw yourself down a staircase
You could play chicken with a train
Or stick a big pencil in your brain
You could cut your throat with my CD
Or drive your car into a tree
You could bungee jump into some fire
Or rip out your lungs with rusty pliars
You could shoot an agent in your veins
Eleven ways to end the pain