Sometimes angels fall right out of the sky,
And heaven's clouds seem too far to fly...

Tears stream down her cheeks
As she hangs up the phone...

Blades and razors
Scissors and glass...

One cut, two cuts, three cuts
Why bother...

There's a noose around my neck
There's a gash upon my wrist...

The light is fading
Darkness consumes...

His words are like daggers,
Tearing through her chest...

Her eyes are deep
But no feelings show...

She's staring out the window
Watching as he drives out of sight...

{Verse 1}
Collecting dust up on the shelf...

She hides behind a smile
Faking the truth...

There is this girl
I use to know...