I guess a phone call wasn't enough, no,
To prove to you that I'm ready to let go,
I must be good at acting because,
They believe, it's plain to see
The only noise is my haunted silence,
But every time you ignored the sirens,
You don't believe, or maybe worse,
You don't care and I deserve it
[Chorus]
One more step and then I'm falling,
You let me walk to the edge,
If I jump or if you push me,
Doesn't matter, it's still my fault
Tiptoe on the brink of madness,
I run, I try, but you let go
[Verse]
It's two years on but you still haven't noticed,
Noticed me, or the devils I possess,
I'm not f***in’ moody I'm just,
Alone, unknown, outside, no home
Time doesn't heal, it just hides your secrets,
Truth isn't real, it's just a lie we forget,
I was just a kid oh you should,
Know better, act better, my wrists just got redder
[Chorus]
One more step and then I'm falling,
You let me walk to the edge,
If I jump or if you push me,
Doesn't matter, it's still my fault
Tiptoe on the brink of madness,
I run, I try, but you let go
[Bridge]
I can't believe
You couldn't see,
Right next to me,
You gave up all your fear to me
Darkness is a pretty thing,
Because it hides the boys like me
[Chorus]
One more step and then I'm falling,
You let me walk to the edge,
If I jump or if you push me,
Doesn't matter, it's still my fault
Tiptoe on the brink of madness,
I run, I try, but you let go
[Chorus]
One more step and then I'm falling,
You let me walk to the edge,
If I jump or if you push me,
Doesn't matter, it's still my fault
Tiptoe on the brink of madness,
I run, I try, but you let go
Sort of, it's about depression, with this whole edge thing and the "brink of madness" is a metaphor for suicide. But the point of this song is that this sufferer has been and is being neglected, that the symptoms are trivialised as being "moody" for example, and that they're always told that what they do and feel is their fault