So she locks herself away,
and let her music drown out her screams...

I\'m holding the knife to my throat.
debating whether it\'s worth it...

Watching myself bleed,
every night it is the same...

My face in my hands,
As tears roll down my face...

There's nothing you can do,
there's nothing you can say...

Staring out the window on the bus ride home,
thinking about all the times i wrote your number...

I feel like i don't belong,
everything i do is wrong...

She needs his voice,
she needs his touch...

She needs to hear she\'s beautiful,
cause that\'s not how she feels...

I lie on my bed holding my razor and I think to...
Is it worth the pain...

A young girl in so much pain.
She has nothing to lose...

Crying these secret tears of pain.
This is ehat you\'ve done to me...