There's a girl in my mirror, crying and there's nothing I can do to make her feel alright.

All I want for one night is one night where I don't stay up crying till I fall asleep

I hit this elastic band against my wrist hoping the addiction of cutting will go away

The blood down the bath makes me want to use the blade even more

Am I pretending enough to fool everyone I'm happy?

I'm feeling like nothing, I'm thinking nothing.. I am nothing

Since you want me to show my emotion, just let me bash myself around, and you'll see how I'm feeling

You expect me to smile and be happy
for this fcked up life I have?

I've hid feelings inside of me,
and have locked them up

Stop asking me questions,
and just let my
cutting and throwing up,
tell you what I cannot