75 times she cuts her legs
75 times I wasn't there...

Your not good enuf for her
You can't help her thru her shit...

Suicidal thoughts
Going through my head...

Laying in my bed
turning into ice...

Always feeling tired
never entirely awake...

No strength to get up
never wanting to sleep...

Love her from afar they say,
keep it all held in they say...

Imagine this, the person you love,
is not the same as the one you date...

I'm laying on my bed,
listening to the words...

I wanna run away
Get away from this awful place...

There once was a little girl,
Who lived in a little house...

You used to be so happy
You used to always Laugh...