The blood on my hands
are starting to dry
the blood on my wrists
will never fade away
it will always stain
the scars on my legs
will always be the same
what ever you do
what ever you see
never tell anyone
because the secrets
are safe with me
if you tell a soul
I will do to you
what I've done to myself
the secrets of my life
will always be the same
one day you will find me
all tat tern and torn
but the scars if the
secret mouth
will forever be no more
