I can unhang your pictures on the wall I can unwrite the poems I'v written you |
People ask me whats wronge, like me telling them my problems is going to make it better, like me getting it off my chest, telling more people is going to make me feel great, well sorry to burst your problems solving bubble, but its not |
Place a blade on my wrist |
Place a gun to my head |
I said "I love you", I guess my heart was thinkin out loud |
She looks but never finds, |
Every time someone asks me if I'm fine, it just reminds me how far I am from it |
I left you a suicide letter, its just on my wrist |
X marks the spot with a slit, |
My tears are CRIMSON red |