In the blade she found everything she'd ever wanted

And all she thought she would need

She found comfort in the blood, the more there was the less tears

Locked away in a recluse that put her at peace

Day by day tearing herself apart

Until her secret was discovered,

And she felt she'd lose her lifelong lover

So she took the blade, her only friend

Said "I don't want you, I need to be dead!"

Then put the gun straight to her head.