I am alone in this life.
Up to my wrist I bring the knife...

Happy Birthday sweetheart
I'm so glad your here...

Run through the woods
Try to be quiet...

Time slows down
Hearts go cold...

I once knew a girl
Who died of a broken heart...

I am so sick
Of pretending I'm okay...

As I bring the knife to my throat
I'm one step closer to being free...

Everyone is in their own personal hell,
Everyone needs someone to tell...

I'm sitting on my bedroom floor
Listening to my heart break...

I don't know what to feel
I can't tell what's real...

It's the way you smile
That gets me through the day...

Here you are
Another year gone...