Let’s get this out of the way
I want to state clearly right here
I have no desire to die
But sometimes impulses appear

I get the sudden urge
To jump in front of trains
Or steer the car into
The opposing lane
And like a fleeting itch
I’ve got a deathwish

As I’m here talking to you
It’s obviously safe to assume
That I’m not impulsive enough
To act on these fancies of doom

But don’t be surprised to find
Me standing on a ledge
Looking down over that seductive edge
Hypnotized by “what if”
I’ve got a deathwish

If my mind can think it
Does that mean it might come true?
I want to live, I want to die

I guess it’s alright
To wonder what's
On the other side

If you’re a victim of
These crazy sorts of thoughts
You fear you’re alone out there
But clearly not
Into the dark abyss
We’ve got a deathwish.