I get home from school,
And lock myself in my room...

The blade cuts,
The wounds wont heal...

I stand at the mirror,
And stare and stare...

Put on your smiles,
Fake as they are...

A blade in my hand,
A wrist in my view...

This pain deep inside,
It burns and it aches...

I did it again,
The familiar pain...

I force myself to smile,
Even though it kills me inside to see you with...

All is lost,
As I sit by the phone...

The silver glint of the blade,
Pressed against my skin...

I've reached a point in my life where I realized...
Without you my heart is broken, bruised and...

Have you ever wanted something so bad, yet knew...
You are like a drug to me; an unbreakable habit...