You raised me to the year sixteen
The year I felt the worst...

I look in the mirror
See a person just like me...

I look past the years
Of regret and tears...

The first day I looked at you
There was something holding me back...

Walking
Bleeding...

I want to be your only one
I want to be perfect in your eyes...

You look at me
With your eyes full of tears...

You say I dont respect you
So I say its the other way around...

And yet as I see
No light ahead of me...

People get older
Years fly by...

Sometimes you ignore me
As my heart starts to break...

As someone would cut
Make scars apon their skin...