There is a girl next door She hides her sadness from the world She wants to feel pain other than the pain in her heart She has blood all over the floor
Her pair of scissors is her best friend She doesnβt have anybody else to care for Her family donβt appreciate her And so she starts to cut again
She cuts, she cuts, and she cuts some more So much blood is on the floor If only someone had been there for her That lonely girl next door
Her family fades away As her life slowly drains With every drip And every drop And that girl next door becomes no more.