A drew a line on my wrist
I got out my blade
Then cut along the line
Then made it better with a kiss
And saw a puddle on the floor
Suddenly there was a puddle on my wrist
Then I was on the ground
Then there were lots of puddles
Everywhere, all around
Then I heard little sister say
"Mummy, Alison's spilt sauce on the ground, and slipped",
"Now she's lying face down"
"I'll go help her up, and I'll try my best"
I never heard the rest.
