I'm giving up and giving in,
Lost track of time & I'm losing him.
Forgotten dreams, lifelong nightmares,
He's slipping through my fingers.
It's so cold I'm sitting on the window ledge,
Someone get me down - I'm on the edge.
{My mind is racing, My head is spinning}
And this is exactly what you wanted,
It hit hard and got me addicted.
It doesn't hurt though it's just begun,
I'm feeling so strange & I'm so numb.
The pain is creeping up making me weaker,
Its running down my arms, bleeding deeper.
And I'm not what you'd call a good-luck charm,
This is new, this is invisible, this is almost self-harm.
