I took that blade and wrote your name |
My eyes are closed with tears building up as i hold this razor and think how did i get like this |
The razor is the only friend ive ever known, and has always been there when i needed it, it makes everything better with just one cut |
For each feeling i have of hatred, guilt, love, joy, grief are all because of you. i love you but i hate you |
Everytime you said you loved me i put a razor to my wrist, now its just a reminder to me how many times you lied to me |
For each lie that you told me, i got my hopes up a little more that you where the one |
Love? what is the meaning? no body knows what the meaning is except those in love.. because love is not something that can be explained it something that is felt with the heart. |
The say it gets easier as time goes by. but for me its getting harder, every day that i wake up, i wish that i didnt, so then at least i could be with you.. where i belong |
These scares on my wrists tell a story, a story about a girl whos crying out for help but no one will listen |
The years have gone bye, yet the pain is still real, you are gone but you will live forever in my heart |