go to sleep, and close your eyes
and dream of broken butterflies
that tore their wings against a thorn
you know the pain they have borne

silver metal, shines so bright
scarlet blood, that feels so right
dream of that blood trickling down
and wake you just before you drown

the moonlight's shining off your tears
as you bleed out your own worst fears
so tonight when you start to cry
whisper the cutters lullaby

hushabye baby, you're almost dead
you don't have a pulse and your pillow is stained red
your family hates you and your friends let you bleed

rockabye baby, broken and scarred
you didn't know life would be this hard
time to end this pain that you hid so well
and down will come baby, straight back to hell