Waiting for a reply, a reply to settle my fears
A reply to start the pain...

Three, or maybe four a day
I stumble to the cupboard in which I don't...

Im backstage and dreading my decisions
Walking to and throw while I go over my lines...

When living in a world that doesn't/t even care
It/s hard to get to grips, whilst drowning in...

Im walking along this street
Trudging slowly through the pouring rain...

Thanks for everything you said
Every look you gave me...

If you stopped all this mindless pinching
Youâ??d be much more convincing...

Your actions dont bother me
They never really did...

No-body said it would be easy
I understood that right from the start...

Paint my portrait
A picture of me...

A girl that stands just skin and bones
She/s skin and bones, she/s skin and bones...

Your keeping things from me,
What is it you have to hide...