If I had a knife 
I'd take my life

A simple blade
To brake the trade

Of forsaken smiles
And useless trials

If I had a knife
I'd end my life

Whith this batter french book
Full of rhymes of bad luck

I portray to you
What i'm going through

In my mind
Thoughts so kind

To rip out his throat
To sink her boat

If I had a knife 
I'd end my life

I would bring the tears
And stop my peers

My troubled past
Set in iron cast

All will see
The real me

My corpse lowerd down
Into sunken ground

Will you follow me
When I'm set free

Like I would you
When your through

If only I had a knife 
Surely I'd end my life