This one's the keeper of sorrow And one wish with a bullet of lead Could end it all with a shot to the head (but she won't) Held out, reload, the automatic repro And what proof with the threat of death She tried to die just by holding her breath
She cuts herself to release it
Design the scars of your self-help And one night with the promise of life She stole time with the edge of a knife (but she won't)
She cuts herself to release it