Blaring music to match my anger
Minor incisions not deep enough to matter
Why
Why do I still feel like shit
And why
Cant I just take this
Eyeliners smudged
Mascaras running
But I dont remember crying
My heart is in ruins
And I can feel the scars coming
But I dont remember even trying
I never even wanted it
But your Mr. Big shot
So now everything feels wrong
