She stood up and climbed that flight
she thought what a beautiful night...

I'm tired of sitting back like this
watching people pass me by with their broken wish...

As I take that razor to my wrist
All you can do is just watch me bleed...

And i wasn't always this way, i used to have to...
i had no one to turn to, and everyone saw right...

Im still that same old girl
With that smiled plastered across my face...