Slice,
wait stop,
stare,
Round and around I finger with the blade. I see my reflection,
that's not fair. I lose my breath
I start to cry
Fear is in my eyes, I want him I can't lie,
But who's he? I've lost my mind. I thought I knew, but now there's two. And the one I love first doesn't have a clue. I've left him in the dust. He deserves much better, because I'm f----d up. And the new infatuation loves me with all of his heart.
So what do I do next? Cut some more?
Rage in pain?
Crumble under?
Or stand above it all?
Because I don't know what to do
And I'm not about to choose.
This game called life
is causing me to pick up the knife.
And as I get ready to make that last slit,
the one who grabs my hand
and pulls it aside
will be the one that I call mine.
wait stop,
stare,
Round and around I finger with the blade. I see my reflection,
that's not fair. I lose my breath
I start to cry
Fear is in my eyes, I want him I can't lie,
But who's he? I've lost my mind. I thought I knew, but now there's two. And the one I love first doesn't have a clue. I've left him in the dust. He deserves much better, because I'm f----d up. And the new infatuation loves me with all of his heart.
So what do I do next? Cut some more?
Rage in pain?
Crumble under?
Or stand above it all?
Because I don't know what to do
And I'm not about to choose.
This game called life
is causing me to pick up the knife.
And as I get ready to make that last slit,
the one who grabs my hand
and pulls it aside
will be the one that I call mine.
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