Im having trust issues with you
So please tell me you will prove it wrong...

When I have every reason to fall apart
You are always there for me...

I don’t want to let you go
But I don’t believe we have a choice...

Here I go again
The razor blade has found...

This is an addiction
I never see myself ending...

When your ready call me..
Call me to tell me your sorry...

I hate the way you..
talk to me as if everything all right...

She swears theres nothing wrong
She keeps a smile on her face...

Tears are falling from my eyes,
as I sit and cry at night...

All I hear are voices
Asking if I'm alright...

Why do I do I get these feelings?
Why do I put myself through this pain...