IF I WERE TO RUN WOULD YOU COME AFTER ME??
IF I WERE TO TRY TO HURT WOULD YOU TRY TO STOP...

Its hard
to decide beween you or me...

Sitting here i have all the time to think
i think about it all...

Underneath the surface
Beneath the skin...

Today is the day
i started writing my suicide note...

Each night it gets deeper longer stronger
each night i cay more bleed more...

My little angel
my sweet little heart...

I use to think i did it for u
to look good for u...

Every time i dont eat i always say things like ohh...
but you and me both no its harder than that...

Run get as far away as i posibly can
run run to wher...

When i look at me in the mirror what do i see
i see the real me...

I dont do it for the blood
i dont do it for the scars...