Her life is a prison Cause she lives in her mind Where smiles and love Are considered a crime. She dreams of acting out, Of doing something wrong, But all she needs is hope To Write Love on Her Arms. Her favorite color is blue But nobody knows; And her soul keeps breaking But she never slows. She hums this old tune Of this sad, slow song, Wishing someone would walk by To Write Love on Her Arms. She's stuck on autopilot, Living the same old routine. She wakes up, she sleeps and does nothing in between. Her life is so safe; She never causes any harm, But all she really wants is To Write Love on Her Arms. She breaks down the walls And sets the place on fire. She's finally going after Everything she desires. She's never going back Even if you sound the alarm, Because she's finally able To Write Love on Her Arms. As some as you know tomorrow is "To Write Love on Her Arms Day" millions of people are suffering from addiction, self injury and deppression. So tomorrow Join this movement and Write the word LOVE on your arms.
Wake-up and smell the break up. Fix my heart, put on my make-up. Another mess I didn't plan And I'll bet you thought you beat me Wish you could only see I got an "I ♥ [[question mark]]" written on the back of my hand