She stood up and climbed that flight
she thought what a beautiful night...

I'm tired of sitting back like this
watching people pass me by with their broken wish...

As I take that razor to my wrist
All you can do is just watch me bleed...

And i wasn't always this way, i used to have to...
i had no one to turn to, and everyone saw right...

Im still that same old girl
With that smiled plastered across my face...

She was tracing over that line saying this is what...

This isn't my smile
these words cant be erased...