I lay there crying
tears running down my face
i dont know what to do anymore
i just can't stand it you just
don't get it do you? i love you
but you don't care..all the blood
is running down my pale arm what
am i going to do when my mother asks
whats that scab from? and have her pointing
to my wrist? huh? what am i gonna do..?
it's all because of YOU.