& I'll never let you see me cry |
Just like an old puzzle even when you put a heart back together some pieces will always be missing. |
Take the blade to your wrist |
Wanting to die, |
To you my scars are barley visible |
He's hardcore because he looks it |
Some people reach out for affection, |
When you reach the point when you're afraid of yourself, |
I'm no longer young and naive, |
Walking by she aviods the mirror, |