My Broken Angel

I look up
And what do I see
A broken angel stuck in a tree
I go up and help, but then I think
If he's broken, then I shouldn't even blink
I look at the razor that I hold in my hand
And then I look at the broken angel

Then I hear him speak
"Why are you hurting yourself?..."
And so I say
"Because it all hurts"
And so I help my broken angel
And he watch me as I begin to break myself
He looks on and says
"If you go I will as well..."
I told him I'm lost
And so he said if you're lost then we can help each other

I say I need no help
Because all I have to do
Is just cut once
And then I'll just turn blue...