failure

 puke, puke, puke

and cut, cut, cut

and starve and drink

as much as you can

your self-esteem will sink

will sink on the ground

hold on to your dreams

hold them close beside you

 they will never fade away or come true

you just have to hold them though

do you have your heart on the right place?

cut your skin and then you'll know

you'll know where your heart is

if you see your blood dropping from your skin

I may be a psycho

and I may be mean

and I may be all the things you say I am

but I am less and less and less than you say

with every word that leave your lips

there's that one person that will miss

miss your words and miss the things you said

you know who it is? it's myself