And this is what my life consists of
Broken and shattered dreams...

“This isn’t me,” she says
”This is not who I am...

I don't know why this is happening
You said we would never fall apart...

So what, I slit my wrists
Its not like you care...

A knife in one hand
My life in the other...

So many promises made & broken
So many words left unspoken...

When this first started out
Things seemed pretty bad...

"Just one more time, then I'll be done"
She says, as she reaches for the blade...

This is the story
Of a girl who always cries...

Just when I start to feel more comfortable
It seems like everyone starts to stare...

Have you ever felt so alone in the world
And you feel like no one hears your cries...

My life is a battlefield
And my arms show the war...