how is it that you can hurt me so badly
but also be the one to fix me every time

each time you ignore me it's like a knife slices me open a little bit more
but when you talk to me again it numbs the pain
and when you tell me I'm beautiful you stitch up the wound,
only to rip it open when you tell another girl the same

im so stupid for letting this happen
over and over and over again
but i let it
because when we're at our best
you make me feel the happiest I've ever been

and if these wounds leave scars
i will not be sad
because it would be an honour
to be able to say that it was you who left these marks on my skin