My heart is only hanging on by a thread
But I'm still hoping I can make it through
And all the words you say are true
That you would love me better dead

And the blood is flowing down my arm
And the words like knives are overwhelming my back
And there are screams and the cries in the black
But the scars don't disappear after the harm

No I can't be fixed
For I am to far broken
By the words that you have spoken
And the pain that you inflict

So see me and my arms that are red
And care for me for what you have left
And love me for the years you have theft
But wait its to late I'm already dead