A new collection of sweaters,
With a million reasons for each
But lies are the only thing covering,
Secrets that have been unreached

It's cruel to hide such tragic horrors,
Under something so pretty and sweet
It's hard to jump on cotton,
When just underneath is concrete

Yeah, I broke a promise
Yes, I let them down
But what they don't seem to get,
Is just how much I drown

I stay up later and later,
The night is my best friend
Because the darkness has no light,
It's a time for me to mend

I kiss my own scars,
They lay upon my soul
But nothing can fix this heart,
'cause it's just a gaping hole