I'm the girl that some call weird
I'm the girl that hates to shed tears
I'm the girl that's dressed in black
I'm the girl that's scared to look back
I'm the girl that cuts her wrist
I'm the girl that tries to hide the slits
I'm the girl that sits and watches the blood run down her arm
It's something that helps me to keep calm
I'm the girl for which cutting is no longer enough
I'm the girl that picks up the gun
I'm the girl that ended her life
I'm the girl that just couldn't survive
