Sins

Its all my fault
this is what i did
so I'll remind myself of what i did wrong
by making marks on my arm

one sin, two sin, three sin, four
cutting is ageist gods law
but i don't really care.

see my tears come pouring out
makes me feel better somehow
but seeing all the mistakes i made
just makes me feel shitty again

one sin, two sin, three sin, four
cutting is ageist gods law
but i don't really care.

mom and dad start to scream
my boyfriend breaks up with me
grades start to slip
look at my arm
of all the mistakes

one sin, two sin, three sin, four
cutting is ageist gods law
but i don't really care.

my arm is running out of room
for mistakes
how many mistakes have i made?
trace my arm with my knife
remember all those horrible nights

one sin, two sin, three sin, four
cutting is ageist gods law
but i don\'t really care.

laying on the floor
while all my memories are dripping out
my head is clouded with empty thoughts
and with my knife i did my last sin

one sin, two sin, three sin, four
cutting is ageist gods law
but i don't really care.
because these sins were my very last.

*NOT true i don't cut*