You found out that I was a cutter,
You tell me that I should stop...

Tearstains on my pillow,
Pain reflected in my eyes...

Gather round kids,
for now I will tell you a story about a girl...

Sitting here with nothing to do,
Thoughts wander to various things...

As I lay dying,
in my little black room...

For a long time I've been waiting,
10 years to be exact...

Her room is dark,
She lays in bed...

Ah! those rainy days,
I remember them oh-so-well...

Crimson tears falling down my cheek,
Red scars on hearts...

Days go by,
Bringing back my grief...

Lying on the floor,
Watching blood puddle around me...

Here I sit in the dark
Watching people pass me by...