Broken Mirrors Ugly Scars Pouring tears Broken hearts When Your feeling all alone You can call my heart a home
Broken glass On the floor Against your wrist You just can't take no more No more
See the blood On your clothes Pounding fist On the door Will you please just let us in We only wanna stop the hurtin'
I'll be there when when the bomb drops and troubles rise I'll be there when the pain starts and you start to cry I'll be when you need me No matter how or when My friend Who's broken
This is song, it goes to theΒ Β rhythm of "Ill be there " . I wrote it for my friend who had been cutting herself.