All those scars on her arms,
Don't worry she says.
They're just little reminders,
Of how many times you broke her heart.
She fell in love with the razors edge,
Trying piece together what you tore apart.
Beaten and broken she still remains,
In love him till this very day.
Drowning herself in in razor blades,
Till you wake up and find what you threw away.
Only time can tell how long that takes,
Till she cuts to deep and makes a mistake.
Draining away her tears in blood,
Trying to make herself someone you'll love.
