What's under the band-aid?

Three red lines
I cut
To heal
To deal
With pain
In my brain.

Oh, that? Its just a paper cut.

You've become the crawling in my skin
The rollercoaster dropping of my heart
The bad dreams that wake me to my own screams
The lack of courage I battle with
The anger in the pit of my stomach
The cries lost in my pillow
The loneliness that consumes me
And I didn't even lose you
I never even had you

Tear my heart, if you must
If that's what it takes
To show you how broken I am
Shatter my ribs, if you must
If that's what it takes
To tell you how hurt I am

Hold my hands as you do it
Tie my legs
Pin me down
Mask my mouth
Chain my body

Just don't look me in the eye
So I won't see
I won't see hope
I won't see love
I won't see life

Break me quickly
End it easy.

Now you know what you don’t want
You know what you want
Now you know who you don’t want

Where are you going?
Do you want to be wanted
Where are we going

We all want to be wanted