Cut me up, serve me on a platter, sliced or diced it doesn't matter, my life is gone, my dreams undone, guess i was never meant to have any fun

Where has the kid with the happy smile i used to have gone?

Laugh all day, cry all night, thats when you know, your losing life's fight

What makes you so sure i want to get help anymore?

Drowning in the desert.... its called life to me

Its my wrist, not my face that gives away my emotion

Ouch, well that hurt.. just let me go and get my Razor blade to make it feel better