You don't have to apologize for me,
Cause you're the best friend you could be...

I prick myself on a single red rose.
I start to bleed...

I'll be your best kept secret or your worse kept...
but there's still one thing I need to hear...

Help me mend my bleeding heart,
that withered, died, and fell apart...

Do we cry just to see if someone cares enough to...
Do we hurt ourselves to see if someone will...

I'm alone in a shadowed corner.
I feel safe and wanted...

Something you probably didn't know...
the last time I saw you...

Broken mirrors on the ground.
I pick up a piece and it cuts my hand...

It's a shame...
that when she smiles...

Sitting all alone in a corner;
crying into her hands...

Blood everywhere; pools of it.
I walk through barefoot...

Why have I fallen so far?
I don't know...