Behind My Broken Smile

I hide behind my broken smile,
Say those cuts aren't real,
Swearing that I'm okay,
Not showing you how I feel,

You think everything is alright,
But when I go home at night,
Bloods all over the floor,
I just cant take this any more,

Every things not aright,
I'm dying, inside,
I'm hurting myself,
& theres no were else to hide,

I'm hurting so much,
That knifes my new friend
Can't stand my own touched,
Ill be alone in the end

I'm hurting inside,
Those cuts are real,
That knifes my best friend,
& it helps me to feel

Right now I'm still alive,
But I'm gonna die to night,
It may not be much fun,
But i'll be,
Staring down a loaded gun,

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