The feeling is coming back to me
The urge to slide the blade across a vein
When your eyes are full of tears so clouded
It's the only thing to comfort my pain

And it's not to do with him or her
It's not to do with the ones who attack
But the ones who help you up may also prefer
To stab you with a knife in your back

I'm sick of coming home to a mind
Racing and worrying about people who don't make the effort to call
That's why I've been looking, trying to find
Someone to be my one and all

I'm not trying to replace anyone
I just want some alone time to find myself
And if you see me sitting alone, please don't come
I'm happier to be put up on a shelf