So you feel you've been taken down for awhile now
And with your sore hands you fight to cut them out...

We've always had a dream of dying at the bottom of...
We're a two-way street and we don't know how to...

A hectic love under the swing
A childhood, a broken friendship ring...

Don't make the same mistakes I made
Here I am a pillow under my head...

Broken hearts
They never really heal...

My friends bled before me
My mother laid it out clearly...

There's a nervous bleeding in my pride
As I study this town with bloodshot eyes...

The cacophonous sound of your foolish crash rings
Rows and rows of cuts scrutinized by everything...

It's been awhile since I've seen you well
It seems to be you're in some sort of hell...

I've been looking for a savior within these chains
I know it's in there somewhere...

I had to scrape this burning sensation off my...
I'm at the center of your lies and your wrongs...

"Oh what am I doing?
Honestly, what am I losing...