My guilty pleasures hurt you
I like what i can't have...

I hear you talk of that girl you love
I see you two, like free doves...

Your mother asked your dad for help
she got a son, so lovely and sweet...

He has another & ive been lost down to lay in...
I wonder if he hurts like me...

I want to be hit
I want to be bruised...

Live for the moment you close your eyes.
live for the time that you cant tell...

Used and broken
Lost and choken...

High school was to much stress
she tries to hard to be popular...

My heart was healed
no scars left to see...

Moon it watches
Silent and still...

Cold as steel, Sharp as glass
I think i'm gunna walk right past...

This Girl she hides behind closed doors.
Hopeing no one will see the scars...