you hate that my lips aren't red
I cut open to cover them in blood

do you love me
even if it's painful

I'm killing myself softly

you think I'm so beautiful broken

so sick in the brain
you love to tear me up and put me back together

making me believe
you're the only one who can love me
you save me from myself

I feel so ugly
how am I pretty to you

if you hate my skin
I'll rip it all off
grow it back soft for you