Right beside you I stand.
I hold your hand...

Fear- fear of what?
Whats at the bottom...

You seem to have won
You're happy, while I'm sad...

Tuck me in at night
Turn off my light...

We are cutters
Who bleed at night...

Wouldn't it be nice
To get up and grab a knife...

I'm giving up on this
Because it just doesn't feel right...

Remember me
I'm that little girl...

Drowning in my disillusions
Everything is fake, not right...

Slip, Slip
I'm falling...

Loving you
Without you here...