What if I never get better
This feeling is really right...
I look into the mirror
And looking back at me with fright...
My arms are covered with scabs
my skirt is covered with blood...
Shes lying on the floor
screaming "Please no more!"...
Torn pages from a journal,
And Tears lie on the floor...
Looking in the mirror
She sees her own reflection...
My mind is gone
with my spirit...
I wanna die and die so bad
wanna leave no trace of me...
Red is what I see
When I look into your eyes...
I never said goodbye
Or sorry for our fight...
When you talk about feelings
so close to your heart...
They saw my wrist
they went so mad...