To Write Love On Her Arms

She's upset; bad day, heads for the dresser drawer to drive her pain away. Nothing good can come of this.
She opens it, there's nothing, there is only leftover tears. "Mom and dad have no right!", she screams, as the anger runs down both of her cheeks. And then she closed her eyes, and found relief in a knife. The blood flows as she cries. All alone the way she feels, left alone to deal with all the pain drenched sorrow and relief. Bite the lip, just forget the bleeding. And then she closed her eyes and found relief in a knife. The blood flows as she cries. (Whoa oh oh oh) And then she closed her eyes and found relief in a knife. The blood flows as she cries. Curled up, she's on the floor. When he left her, she had hoped for something more from it. Hoped for something more from it. And he lays down to comfort her. She is weeping as he wraps his arms around, and around, and around, and, the deeper you cut, the deeper I hurt. The deeper you cut, it only gets worse. The deeper you cut, the deeper I hurt. The deeper you cut, it only get worse. Gets worse. And she's slowly opening. And she's slowly opening new eyes. And then she opened her eyes and found relief in his life, and put down her knives. (Whoa oh oh oh) And then she opened her life and found relief through his eyes, and put down, she put down her life.