I long to slit & cut & score my skin
And let the blood drip from my wrists
I'm not loved by anybody really
So hopefully...I won't be missed too bad
You say you really love me, but if you do...
Why dont you ever know where I am?
And when you decide to show you care
I don't bother to notice
It makes me want to tear out my hair
I fucking hate your face, it scorns & hurts & shames
Just as your hand on my face does...it burns
In the crowd I yearn to be alone
And alone I yearn to be underneath the ground
I hope someday you'll feel my pain
All I've done is endured your shit
I want to make you hurt, as I've hurt all these years
I want you to pay for all my tears
And throw some guilt on your clear, clear conscience