The scars on her wrist tells a story noone knows |
Even if everything has gone wrong, |
And i'll keep telling you, i'm fine. |
She was perfect in every way, |
She doesn't |
I don't wanna do this anymore |
They say don't do it. [cutting] |
She'll lie dying, bleeding on the floor. |
.+. Wondering when it'll all be over .+. |
Why do you not understand why i draw on my wrist, |