Theres a girl here
who never says a word
she looks on with tortured eyes
she knows watits like to hurt

Would they freak out if i showed them my cuts...
or would they just concider me
as another f**cked up
little s l u t

Theres rumours and theres truths
theres b**tch fights
in takeaway booths
theres mouthing theres blood
theres heart break
n theres love
theres skankiness
n theres confidence
theres attention seekers
and then theres girls who just wanna dance..

Theres words n smiles
that hang so fake
theres love thats fabricated
she just gives n he takes
one thing fused with another
a sum to ruin this girl
and nothing spells out i wanna die
like blood n a bullets shell

Nothing spells out ure grief like crimson lines on thighs

Sun burnt skin
and the smell of u

Look what u did man
u made her cry...

what and u dont think u ever did
she cried for 8 hours straight after u dumped her

yeah but i couldnt see it...

**a true convo with my ex n his m8

Love is an emotion that causes blindness to a persons flaws...
love nearly killed me

Ive lost my way
ive lost my humour
n everything that gave me character is gone
left behind are missed memories
long soaks in the baths
testing my nerve
praying it'll work...

Its a joke to u all the time
im the gurl at the back of the line
so make her hurt
make those tears smear the mascara down her face
make her want to be f**kin dead in this cold lonely place...
make her feel alive