I'm 14 years old, with 32 cuts up my wrist
not counting my thighs or arms...

I gave u my heart in your open two hands.
It was a full piece then...

The rain hit hard upon her car
Just around this corner it wasn't that far...

The water on your cheeks could not fill my eyes
the broken heart could never resolve the lies...

With mascara running down my face and tears in...
the memories of you erase the pain and lies...