Someone needs to explain why
My pretty white rose is turning red
When all I wanted was to be happy
But my head just wanted me dead

I've got a knife in my hand
Like I seem to every other night
And something is churning inside me
That makes me want to give up this fight

I don't want any of this
And I promise I never have
But pain has a certain taste
That makes my soul seem sad

Please come and save me
It's never been like this before
Because if you leave me now
My wrist will be shredded for sure.