The knife slipped through my skin,
the Cold ache of the cut...

I'm sick of life
I'm sick of feeling this way...

Oceans apart.
i sit here tonight...

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

Slowly, a splash of red
against virgin ivory white...

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...

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

Scars on my arms
That wont go away...

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

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

The blade slowly dragging
against my trembling wrist...