Dying
Cut
Cut the pain out of me
Let my skin bleed
Help my mind be free
And give me what I need
I’m tired of the pain
I’m tired of it all
My tears fall like rain
I’m tired of having them fall
Let the blood pour from my skin
Let my skin breathe
Have me bleed again
I want the pain to leave
Even now people who love me
Make me hurt inside
They make my arms bloody
And make me want to hide
Why isn’t there a perfect place
Where I don’t have to cry
Where I can show my face
Somewhere no one has to lie
They make jokes about someone
To make themselves feel better
But to the other the joke isn’t fun
After the joke they can’t hold themselves together
My arms bleed because people like you
My tears still fall like rain
Why must there be two sides to you?
Until you stop I will cut out the pain.
Cut the pain out of me
Let my skin bleed
Help my mind be free
And give me what I need
I’m tired of the pain
I’m tired of it all
My tears fall like rain
I’m tired of having them fall
Let the blood pour from my skin
Let my skin breathe
Have me bleed again
I want the pain to leave
Even now people who love me
Make me hurt inside
They make my arms bloody
And make me want to hide
Why isn’t there a perfect place
Where I don’t have to cry
Where I can show my face
Somewhere no one has to lie
They make jokes about someone
To make themselves feel better
But to the other the joke isn’t fun
After the joke they can’t hold themselves together
My arms bleed because people like you
My tears still fall like rain
Why must there be two sides to you?
Until you stop I will cut out the pain.