Break my confidence
And take my thoughts away
Leave me completely alone
In every single way
Take my dying heart
And leave it tattered
With me crying on the floor
Depressed and shattered
No self conscience
Do I ever keep
I'm lonely to the breaking edge
But most of all I'm weak
I find myself cutting
Almost every night
Not being able to stop
I only want to see blood in my sight
I slide that razor
Along my pale skin
With no thoughts of the next day
And no thoughts of sin
But what kind of sin would it be
To judge people for what they are not
To do that sort of thing
Isn't the happiness that I've long for sought
In the end I'll still cry these lonely tears
That have been wasted all these lonely years
Trying to get back my happiness and smile
Tell me do you think it's all worthwhile?
And if it's not
Should i give up and die
Or just wait for these tears
On my lonely face to dry...
