Just one little cut... I say to myself
How bad could a small one be?
Bt one leads to more until there's no space
The only thing to do is to watch them all bleed.
There's no escaping the punishment of cuts
Somehow someone always knows.
Someone hears or someone sees
That's how is always goes.
Sissy what is on your leg?
And what's a Fay-ka?
Sissy why are there words?
L-i-are... Why's that made?
There's no escaping a five year old
Who's learning how to read.
Especially when you can't hide
What you don't want her eyes to see...
