I may be metal and have no heart But in your life I have become a part As I carve and carve at your tender wrist I feel in your brain there must be a twist Is it normal to turn to me for help? When if I scar another they scream and yelp
Your feeling empty and rather alone But I'm not left sitting alone in your home In your bathroom cabinet I'm normally sealed Although next to your heart your dreams become real You use me to express your raw self hate But should I be used in this way to create The pain that you long for, you yearn for to feel You want me for pleasure but your pain is real
What your feeling inside, it's not what you show Unless it's you and me in the bath tub alone You try to keep secrets from those who protect But is it right for this secret to be kept I know how you feel can not be ignored But the slitting and cutting cannot be endured
I know that I that I hurt you and that's what you want But you've gotten so pale, and withered and gaunt I shouldn't worry, you'll stop one day But the deep dark scars will not go away
As the scarlet fountain seeps from your arm I really wish you wouldn't do so much harm But how can I protect? How can I save? When I am nothing but your trusty razor blade.