I remember the day you were born
You were an Angel sent from above...
He is behind the closed door
banging on the wall...
Dear Mia (Bulimia)
I write this letter to let you know...
I am lying here alone
no one else around...
Crying out in pain
Alone in my room again...
Hey my dear old friend
I know it's been a while...
Picture painted red
A used blade drops...
The walls are closing in on me
the rooms are getting too small...
You have taken the control of me
and I can no longer breathe...
Hate me, don't ever love me
hate everything that I am...
Put on a fake smile once again
like so many times before...
She takes his hand in hers
"Baby we need to talk now"...