I'm a worthless teen
I have no where to lean
so i stay at home
It's like my private little dome
and i cut and cut away
as back and forth i away
no one cares about a worthless teen
no one even sees that I'm here
as i sit in a corner
and i cut and cut away
as back and forth i away
why am i even here?
as i sit here full of fear
i should just go away
when i know i cannot stay
and i cut and cut away
as back and forth i away
while I'm lying here
something rolls down my face, a tear
as I've already written my goodbye note
i start to take off my coat
now as blood rolls down my arm one last time
i cut and cut away
as back and forth i no longer sway
