Bloody knuckles and broken hearts, I'm done wishing on fallen stars... We never realize the beauty of something, til it’s already dead, is this the point where i put the gun straight to my head?? It made you cry when my wrists were bloody and red, but now you won’t look me in the eye, so what’s the problem if i get as high as the sky?? Watch the days roll by, not one thought on my mind, just wanna leave the past behind, but it always catches up to me, is this really what my life was meant to be?? If so, f*** it, they tell me to turn that frown upside down, but how can i when i have to fake a smile like a clown, but underneath that mask I'm drowning in my own tears, dreaming and screaming about my own worst fears, cuz they're coming true, I'm losin you....