Reach Out
by My Misery Loves Company
jane she was a good girl she couldn’t quite resist
she cut herself each night cut across her wrists
she thinks nobody loves her, she thinks nobody sees
caught between the thin wall of being called crazy
so break down the wall so we all can see
the pain behind the masks that no one else can see
i dont care
whats perfect
who made up the word?
nothing can be perfect
thats just so absurd!
jack he was a good boy that everybody loved
he couldnt see the brightside
he didnt feel the love
his friends never talked to him
about how he feels
and now hes gone
and its so unreal
now we need to reach out to find a friend
some-one who needs one
cause there near the end
if we all just talked about suicide
we wouldnt have these problems
all these things to hide
what happen to choosing friends
now we choose by style
if you dont wear the clothes your not worth a smile
whats happenin to our world?