The tears are gone so they think shes happy
She smiles to cast of their worries
Hanging over her head like a dark cloud
Shes scared her fears will swallow her whole

In her room, her home she hibernates
Like a bear in winter all she can do is wait
Wait for a change in season a change in mood
A change is all she needs, all she hopes for

Her veins seem empty, dry, run out
She doesn’t have the energy to hurt
She’s stopped all emotions, she feels nothing
Not even the pain that made life feel real

She would be the last girl you guessed though
She smiles and laughs at all the right time
The cuts on her arms have turned into scars
But she’s an empty box, beaten and hurt

She’s gone now, never to be seen
People try to talk but she never talks back
She’s gone now, but who will know
Shes the last girl you would guess

Nothing hurts like words; Nothing sinks in and touches you
Nothing quite as much, not as harsh vile words

Cuts and bruises heal, they leave no mark, no stain
No real reminder that they were ever really there
Scars will fade over time, leave and disappear.
Not ones of your heart, they will stay forever

Nothing hurts like words; nothing sinks in and touches you
Nothing quite as much, not as harsh vile words

Pain will come and go, ebb and flow
But with each touch it stains, like ink
It stays with you, slowly covering you
Until you are swallowed by it, unrecognisable.

Nothing hurts like words; nothing sinks in and touches you
Nothing quite as much, not as harsh vile words