All these daggers and these swords Can't cut me like the words from your lips Can you feel my fingertips Tracing all over your body My knees are weak as I whisper softly While my hands rest on your hips.
It takes time to get close enough to you
I didn't want to be a curse You won't be the last girl or the first To tell me I should go straight to hell For better or for worse The best news I have ever heard Was when you said I was doing well
All the doctors and the pills Can't cure the way I feel about myself, If I'm afraid to ask for help From everyone, for everything Prescribing ends to society I feel addicted to this prescription The problem lies within the help
It takes time to...
I didn't want to be a curse You won't be the last girl or the first To tell me I should go straight to hell For better or for worse The best news I have ever heard Was when you said I was doing well
(Everything you know)
Let go if it hurts so badly I just smile and suffer through the pain I've had enough and I say this sadly The last year has been driving me insane...
I didn't want to be a curse You won't be the last girl or the first To tell me I should go straight to hell For better or for worse The best news I have ever heard Was when you said I was doing well