As she lies bleeding on the floor
She promised she would do no more
Harm to herself she really tried
Again and again to herself she lied
Now she is dying and no one is home 
There's nobody to help she's all alone
She wants to try and fix it all
But there's no one left for her to call.

Now she's lay dying on the floor
The voices in her head calling her a wh0re
The voices in her head calling her a cutter-slvt
But now she wished she didn't cut.
She wishes she could prove them wrong
But now that dream sounds far too long
She made the choice and now she will lose
But she wishes that she could choose
Because if she could  then she'd choose life
If only she hadn't of grabbed that knife.

Now she is dead and can't be heard
But she has so many things and words
To tell you and show you now
She could tell what not to do and show you how
How to overcome these things that may seem hard
How to do on your own and play your cards
She would tell you how it's wrong
Because she shouldn't of done it all along.

But now she's dead and you can't see,
How much she really meant to me.