She says she should take the blade Cut off the life that crawls like a drug under her skin She wants to end the pain Make the nightmares disappear She wants rest She wants to end it There’s already scars what’s a few more The blade rest against the skin The red message is starting to be carved P-E-A-C-E L-I-E-R Then another U-N-W-O-R-T-H-Y She takes a deep breath It’s done she lays down and cries Good night
Thunder booms Lightning streaks A storm inside my soul for weeks. Tender wounds No one sees Reopening with painful ease I heard your name I miss your face Its cold here, in this lonely place They see me walk They say your name Whispers stinging 'such a shame'