You're standing on the other side
trying to open my doors...

I walk through the valley of shadows and dust
Right now cutting feels like a non-stop must...

You're standing there
wondering why...

You look at me and tell me
about the beautiful things in life...

Would you smile and laugh
even though you're in pain...

Perfect by nature
Ugly inside...

Teary eyes
and wounded arms...

I'm so sorry
I didn't...

What do you want?
A pet or a sweater...