She hates always being sad
she hates always crying...

When it feels like nothing goes right and...
and your heart is beating to some sad song...

She's in her room
with the blade to her wrist...

Why do i accept
all the lies...

I keep my pain
deep inside my heart...

My body is stained
with my blood filled tears...

The little girl
sits just there...

This ones for the girl
who waited for him to call all night long...

I'm going to cry
until my eyes wont anymore...

Why does it hurt
when you cry...

I secretly ask myself
is this for real...

As i sit at home
with the blade on my mind...