I was afraid to talk to you,
I was afraid to look at you...

I don’t fear my cuts
I don’t fear my burns...

Crawl i no a hole,
Bury me alive...

Pull the pin from a savage hand grenade,
Or drown out life with a shiny sharp blade...

All the thoughts of you running through my head,
All the Thoughts of the good times...

I used a razor blade today.
It worked much better...

Alone
Stranded...

The blade slowly dragging
against my trembling wrist...

It’s a nightmare come true
All over again...

Today is the same as all the others
Nothing is getting better, it never does...

Scars on my arms
That wont go away...

Gonna cry from boredom,
Gonna slit my wrists and...