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.