...she tells him she doesnt want the numb less feeling no more...
...she tells him she needs the pain it helps her feel...
...she tells him this pain allows her that little weightless feeling...
...it reminds her shes...

...alive...

He wonders what life would belike if he didnt feel

He yells but he doesn't know she beyond caring

He says she bleeds pretty

Her stories written on her writs

So beautufly numb

Some people have one of those days,
I have one of those lives

I knew right from the start
You'd break my heart
I knew right until the end
That this hurt would never mend

You lay the blame on the gun
To hide all that you've done
No, blame
The one who shot the words instead

She hurts,
She cries,
But somehow,
She's never satisfied