I handed over my scars and my blades
One at a time

I told you to be careful
Knowing me is like walking on crushed glass

You bleed and survive
But you won't be the same kind of alive

Don't want to be clingy
But so infused in your words

I can't get enough
Just let me go now

I'll get over it
Move on, cry out my heart

And as always I will leave behind
The best part