Living Thursday

Yeah, so I like the feel of the cold blade

Touching my flawed skin,

And the pain of my skin being cut upon

Somehow makes me grin.

I know you know my secret

And I know you watch and stare.

I see you look at the marks on my arms

And I don’t really care.

This life is short, this world is big

And I’m gunna live without you.

You don’t understand the satisfaction,

The calmness of it all.

I need to see living proof of me.

How can this world be so cruel?

How can it never see the reason?

I do it because I have to;

I’ll do it to feed my hunger.

I see you look at the marks on my arms

And I don’t really care.

This life is short, this world is big

And I’m gunna live without you.

Don’t try to see

The reason why

My blood runs down my arm.

One day I’ll be

Gone forever

But you’ll never understand.

I see you look at the marks on my arms

And I don’t really care.

This life is short, this world is big

And I’m gunna live without you.

Don’t try to see the truth.

I’m gunna live without you.

You don’t mean anything to me.

Yeah, I’m gunna live without you.

Without you.