A cutters words are slow and sad,
weary and cautious...

He's found a new girl,
He's found a new love...

You left with no warning,
shattering my heart...

Can't stand your lies,
your dirty looks...

The butterflies inside of me,
the smiles that you give to me...

You don't know how many times I've put this blade...
or how many times I've pulled the trigger to see...

It's not that you need to cut,
it's just that the pain is a sudden rush to you...

Tear my away,
Take me to a new place...

My bleeding soul,
weeps for you...

On this black dreary night,
I stand on this bridge...

This life I live,
I regret copious amounts of things I have done...

This heart of mine is breaking,
fallen once again...