Through all my painful wounds,
and lonely tears...

I love a guy I've never seen,
at least not face-to-face...

As I sit alone,
cutting and bleeding...

I cry for you,
almost every single night...

I'll trade you the world,
for your perfect kiss...

Take away my razor,
take away my blade...

I've tasted his kisses,
felt his soft touch...

I wish I never sent that message,
the one with all my pain...

You've gone far in life,
been through the lows...

I should give my ex credit for this. Without out...
Why do you always come back...

I look at my arms and legs,
and feel a surge of hate...

You are the air I breathe,
all around me...