Wrist bleeding, sitting on the floor drunk and crying,
to you and all my friends, I'll be lying.
My eyes feel raw, I feel like I can't cry anymore,
blood falling from my wrist and onto the floor,
I feel like blood could fall from my eyes, a crimson flood,
red streams falling down my face now,
crimson rivers flowing from my veins,
memories of you making me insane,
I lay here on the floor wanting death to come,
feeling the blood trickle onto the floor leaving a big puddle of dark red,
it's starting to dry now, wishing more I could have bled,
the crimson flood still falls from my eyes,
I wrap my arm and cry out to the sky,
the alcohol setting in, I can barley stand, so I fall back to the ground,
now not making a sound,
I feel myself sobbing, huge body racking sobs,
I feel all alone, even in a mob,
there's nothing left to do but cut, even that doesn't help anymore,
the pain last for seconds as I watch it fall to the floor,
blood everywhere I look, my wonderful crimson flood,
falling to the ground and mixing with the mud,
I whisper your name as my eyes start to go black....
Wrist bleeding, sitting on the floor drunk and crying,
to you and all my friends, I'll be lying....
