The day I lose you is the day i'll die,
I'll slit my wrists and float to the sky...

You stand there looking in my eyes,
and I all I would see is a gleam...

I wish i was a tree,
I always will...

My bracelets are handcuffs,
My house is my cell...

When you need a shoulder to cry on,
I’ll always be there...

This monster got hold of me,
Just two years ago...

Why? why was I fake?
Did I have to pretend this didn’t hurt...

I can't run, I can't hide,
I can't get away...

I idolized her, admired her,
I thought she was a star...

You’ve always been there for me
When I am feeling down...

Two different places that we live in,
Two different live we now lead...

Cuts are the braclets of this generation,
The ones they caused through self-mutilation...