She's lost control again
she cut herself open
not a word she's spoken
about how much she's broken.
No medicine she takes
without it she wants to feel okay
even if she has to fake,
how much she wants to go drown herself in the lake.
Or be taken under by the waves.
She sleeps for days,
for in dreams we enter a world entirely our own
and there she doesn't feel so alone.
There she is in your arms and she is home.
But she always wakes up.
She realize's she's ****** up
when she decides to go stand in front of a truck.