Over the years things have gotten worse
the stress has piled up and I'm done
I'm sick of all the pain and heartache
i go to the kitchen and open the drawer
i pull out a razor and go to my room
as i sit there i think about my life
how bad it is how bad it was
i take the razor and i cut
as the blood comes and goes
the pain disappears like it never was
my arms are bleeding
my eyes are stinging
im so out of it i cant speak
i wait till the blood stops
i put on a shirt so you cant see
how much i hurt how much i bleed
i put on a fake smile and tell you I'm fine
thats just me
and this is just my life
