They are all outside, they don't know my pain
I'm all alone, and it drives me insane
While they're cooking lunch, I'm carving my wrists
I'm letting me feel the pain of pure bliss
Cos they don't know my past, they don't see tomorrow
They let me drown in silent sorrow
They've seen my scars, my attempts to hide
But it's out in the open and they still do not try
So it's the final cut, the final scar
No need to hide my broken heart
They will regret, and I hope they do
Cos I tried so hard to tell the truth
The final cut along my wrists
Please take me god to eternal bliss
