Dear friend, lover, ex or whatever.
I'm writing to let you know, i hope you feel better.
I know that things are hard, the stress is so much.
And when you reach out, all there are is uppercuts,
and they are the cause for the ones on your wrist.
The reasons why you cry, make a ball of your fists.

I understand that you have alot you go through.
The fact that they yell and your brother would hit you.
And no one gets you, the plastered on fake smile.
The real one has been gone now for quite a while.
So your arms bleed but the blood tells you your living.
It takes away the numb feeling these people were giving.
That razor blade has become your closest companion.
It relieves all the pain you want to abandon.
Your arms are scarred so you think your unloveable.
But, honestly i just want you to feel comfortable.

So please don't cut. Please don't cut.
I promise you you're loved.
So please don't cut.
Right now i see that your stuck in a rut,
But, please don't cut. Please don't cut.
And if you feel the need to say you're all out of luck.
I'm just a call away when things get rough.
The fact of the matter is i know your enough.
So, please don't cut, please don't cut.

Put the blade down it really isn't worth it,
No good will come from a slit up and bruised wrist.
And you cover it, long sleeves so they won't see.
But you can't hide all the hurt and pain from me.
Your say your miserable and they're times when you want to die,
But then you pull out a razor and cut while you cry.
It makes you feel human, and like you are still alive.
But, don't you understand that the feeling is all a lie.
You put yourself in danger, when you are slicing up your skin.
You're only letting self-hate find its way in.
I promise you'll get better, but just meet me halfway.
And please throw the razors and pins all away.
I swear that you'll make it, there is no doubt in my mind.
And if you look around, i know its what you'll find.
You're gonna feel better once this door has been shut.
Please make me a promise that tonight you won't cut.

So please don't cut, please don't cut.
I promise you that you're loved so please don't cut.
Right now, i see that your stuck in a rut.
But, please don't cut. Please don't cut.
And if you feel the need to say your all out of luck,.
i'm just a call away when things get rough.
The fact of the matter is i know you're enough, so please don't cut.
Please don't cut.

They label you but not a single word is true.
Who cares what the world is saying about you?
They don't know they just assume.
They're not with you when you're lonely up in your room.
They're not with you when you're begging to up above.
They're not there when you need a little love.
They don't care, when you have nothing to give.
So who's to say that you would even want to live?
Every life is precious and that is what i promise.
If we never speak again, i hope you know i'm honest.
You deserve to be happy and clean from the cutting.
You deserve to be a person whos surrounded by loving.
Every life is precious andthats something i promise.
If we never speak again i hope you know i'm honest.
You deserve to be happy and clean from the cutting.
You deserve to be a person who's surrounded by loving.

So please don't cut, please don't cut.
I promise you you're loved, so please don't cut.
Right now i see that your stuck in a rut.
But, please don't cut. Please don't cut.
And if you feel the need to say your all out of luck.
I'm just a call away when things get rough.
The fact of the matter is i know your enough.
So please don't cut. Please don't cut.
So please don't cut, please don't cut.
I promise you your loved, so please don't cut.
Right now i see that your stuck in a rut,
But please don't cut, please don't cut.
And if you feel the need to say your all out of luck,
I'm just a call away when things get rough.
The fact of the matter is i know your enough,
So please don't cut. Please don't cut.