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

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

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

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

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

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

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