One by one they say goodbye, |
Just because I smile doesn't mean I'm happy, |
'Cause I can't get you out of my head, |
It's not like I even mattered, |
It's not everyday that I would open my heart, |
"She used to write the most beautiful things - words painted so delicately wrapped innocently between heart wrenching pain" - was it all just a phase? |
"Let forgiveness wash away the seeds of pain planted by your very hands" |
If I had a rose for every time I thought of you I'd be walking in a garden... |
I don't need you to be there for me, |
I always thought that being a cutter was a weak and easy way of escape. |