The heart is broken; it can never heal
never mend
the heart is broken; but I can not feel
my blood and tears start to blend
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Have you ever held a blade?
Loved what you made?
I have to be honest, it wasn't everything;
it made my wrists sting;
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As fast as the blood flows
as fast as the feet goes
breathing takes longer when you're feeling numb
imagination doesn't take place when you have no freedom
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Last tear tonight
rolls down my face as I fall asleep
it lands with a splat, as I turn out the light
I'm ready to start counting sheep
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He sat on his bed; thinking about you
how you looked that night when you said goodbye
he wished it over and over again that it was untrue
picking up his razor; he cuts and quietly he'll cry
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Only I can make the water flow; the leaves fall
listening to the wind blow; building up that brick wall
I'm the one everyone will remember; I can change
I can make something famaliar turn to something strange
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All she asks is to be somewhere where she belongs
but that's just a silly dream in her head
she knows what's right or wrong
but she's on a very thin thread
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I look over my shoulder and see thousands of people behind
I wonder if I just disappear, would any of them mind?
The path is clear, but with no end
and I'm alone, without a friend
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Blood runs down her wrists through the lines she's made
blood drips off the safetly blade
she makes sure its deep
and then she goes to sleep
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Days like these you start to relize your days are wasting away
days like these you wish the pain would stay
if it's gone, how would you know you're alive?
what would push me to still survive?
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