Jews used to have a tattoo on their wrist;
And to me, my tears do something like this...

This is real, nowhere near a dream,
I'm so scared and hurt, but no one hears me...

You judge them by their skin
You don't take a chance to see what's within...

I never really knew you
We've only met once or twice...

I know I shouldn't feel like this...
But I can't help that I do...

If someone would just take the chance
To look past what she puts on display...

Thinking of you with someone else
My heart shatters on the floor...

I know you're doing what you think is best for me
And with how much I truly love and trust you...

Tears streak down a dirt-covered face
And I stare at the enticing surface of the knife...

There's raindrops on the window
That's rolled half-way down...

Like rubies and diamonds
That sparkle and gleam...

Chilling tears still fall, defeating my disguise
Behind the smile is the sadness in these...