|This is where i say ive had enough,|
noone should ever feel the way that i feel now
a walking open wound A trophey display of bruises
and i dont believe that im getting any better.
|Im going down in flames for you, baby you are the weapon i choose. These wounds are self inflicted.|
|Pain without love,|
pain i cant get enough
pain i like it rough cause id rather feel pain then nothing at all.
|Im only happy when it rains,|
Im only happy when its complicated,
although i know you cant appreicate it
im only happy when it rains.
|So deep that it didnt even bleed, and catch me off gaurd red handed now im far from lonley.|
|Im not a stranger, no iam yours.|
With crippled anger and tears that still drip sore.
|My tears run down like razor blades, and no im not the one to blame its you, or is it me?|
And all the words we never say come out and now were all ashamed and theres no sense in playing game when youve done all you can do.
|Help, Ive done it again.|
I, have been here many times before.
Hurt, myself again today.
And the worst part is theres noone else to blame.
Be my friend.
Wrap me up.
I am small.
Warm me up, and breathe me.