I told you, I couldn’t do it anymore,
I begged you to do something,
But you didn’t actually listen,
You didn’t really stop it,
You made it even harder
I didn’t blame you,
‘Cause, I found something else,
Something to react my hate,
To make my pain go away,
To cut all the pain away.
I know, I hate it,
I hate to see the letters,
But it is just easier for me,
To cut my arm in stead of
let her cut my soul.