I look at the cuts and scars
I've made on my lonely wrist...

Sitting Here Think About You,
Wondering How You Made Me So Blue...

It's that time again, the sun goes down.
Curtains are drawn, in a quiet town...

I watch your eyes,
Look at me the way they do...

My tears swell up in my eyes,
Trying to hide my deadly cries...

I've never met someone
Quite like you...

I'll paint a picture in my mind
Of what i really see...

Open cuts and deadly scars,
Lay on her wrists and arms...

You have always been there
To tell me you care...

Small droplets of blood
Dripping to the cold floor...

In a dream
You held me tight...

Take my cries you hear through the night,
Always keep them in your eye-sight...