I'm in need of an arm
around me...

A fake id will lend her the credibility
to be the girl that no-one usually see's...

Its so hard
to stay a float...

Im fighting a battle
between dead pan eyes and fake smiles...

Am i safer alone
than i would be with you...

In a public toilet shes a mess
with eyes torn up...

I know ive improved
but why am i still cutting...

I dont wanna remember the break up
or the incidents that follwed...

Im in the dark because i like it
im in the dark because i pushed myself back...

Explain it to me
this sudden coldness...

The last breath im ever going to take
will be underwater...

Crimson regret
on pallid cheeks...