You were my first love
Now that is true...

I'm not your little girl anymore
I'm not that sweet...

I'm numb to it all
It's like a bad dream...

I hear our song
And it reminds me of what we used to have...

You say quitting's easy
But you'll never know...

I break off a piece of my new I.D.
Making shure it's sharp enough to harm...

The bobbles
The red bobbles of blood...

Hands shaking
Feet gone cold...

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The beauty of a rose in spring...

The bobbles of blood
The red bobbles of blood...

I hate myself
I wish I wasn't here...

I sit down on the edge of my bed
Tears flowing down my face...