You see me today, like any day
So calm, serene
But you don't see inside my head
Where I'm screaming my head off
Running in circles
Bleeding
Bleeding
These wounds of mine will never heal
The ones on my arms
The ones on my heart
If they heal, they will be torn open
Again, later, they will be
Bleeding
Bleeding
An incessant stream of red
And when you criticize me
Ever so slightly, and laugh
At me, at my mistakes
The stream increases to a river
Bleeding
Bleeding
Forever it seems, and I can't stop it from
Bleeding
Another verbal stab, and I'm
Bleeding
More than before, and I wonder
Will I ever stop
Bleeding
And the incessant stream keeps
Bleeding
