I bite down hard on my tongue
Cutting off the flow of words...

Theres a stinging pain that lingers
starts from my wrists...

It's a dream, a fantasy
Brings no slight beat to my heart...

The burns
the bruises...

This is the edge where I am going to stand
The place where my beginning will meet my end...

I'm sorry i told you bad news
I'm sorry that you cried...

This is me pretending not to care
laying on my side...

There is no truth
there is no lies...

It's been rushed I swear
Planned too quick without a care...

A pressure that pushes so hard
to make you break...

If we move to quick I\'ll slow us down
mess up just rewind it...

Why does it end like this
The time you succeed is when...