Broken Cutter
"Hate me"...
As my eyes swell up
From the tears of the day...
She doesn't know why
And she's not quite sure how...
Everyone is suicidal
in this world of pain...
I walk in....
Your standing there...
I could be the perfect daughter
I could do everything right...
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who’s the girl I see...
Paper girl on the floor
Addicted to the pain...
Sometimes I just want to runaway
And leave this pain behind...
Each one is my story
My history to be explained...
Blood spills out onto the floor
She's all alone...
She looks back at me,
Her face pale and white...