I see my reflection in the blade
sitting beneath stars so red
Nothing is gentle
I cut the edge, the top, the surface
A whitish line appears
okay.
I like the way it makes me hurt
it feels like your voice
it feels like your words
And now I go just a little bit deeper
it feels like the pain of loving her
Still I go deeper
It starts to bleed
And I sigh as it pours,
cuz this one's for me