It used to be quiet,
We used to get along.
We used to talk it out,
When I did something wrong.
I can't remember when it changed,
And why we dont't do that anymore.
You no longer call me Sweet-Pea,
That's now been changed to Whore.
You've changed so much,
From the person I once knew,
To the abusive asshole,
That yells and drinks too.
I only know one way out,
One way to be free.
I hurt meself,
cause you hurt me.
I don't know another way.
To make the pain leave.
I have to get you out of my head.
I have to roll up my sleve.
The Blade slips in,
And my pain goes away,
Vanishes, like I wish I could.
But with your abuse I must stay.
The blood drips off me,
As I slash at my arm.
Remembering a time,
When you'd do me no harm.
A million little cuts,
Cover me head to toe.
A million little cuts,
That you'll never know.
They don't hurt at all,
Unlike you, but you can't see,
You're too busy with that bottle.
cause you hurt me.
You drink yourself stupid,
And get mad at the little things,
Then take it out on me,
Like when the phone rings.
I can't take it anymore.
I can't live with you.
I can't take your abuse.
I need to start new.
I can't escape,
You stop me at the door.
cause you hurt me,
And I can't take it anymore.
Now it's quiet.
Now we get along,
Now we talk,
When I do something wrong.
However, it's not that easy,
Because I'm not sleeping in my bed.
cause you hurt me,
And now I lie here dead.
These million little cuts,
Got to me bad.
These million little cuts,
Caused by you
