Crying

Cross my heart, hope to die,
Stick a needle in my eye,
Drown in tears, take this blade
Make a mark, the thing I crave
This is how I feel tonight,
I hug my knees and cry all night.
So see me with this razor blade
And see that I could not be saved

I tried so hard to make things right
But I lost our pointless fight.
So with this blade, I sink within
Your signature upon my skin.