Looking out on this busy highway,
She wonders if she can take the step
Just one nudge, and she's there, you'll see
Ain't nothing to it, or so she thought.

Seeing the glimmering metal
She thinks she's almost there.
Just one more slip, and she's done, you'll see
Ain't nothing to it, or so she thought.

All right, so she wasn't brave enough the first time
Nor the second time, I'm afraid.
But third times a charm, you'll see
Ain't nothing to it, and that's what she thinks.

Feel the round container,
She knows she's almost gone.
Just a few more pills, she'll never have existed
You'll see, you'll see, at her funeral.