Comfort In The Knife

Giving into the blade,
Giving up on life.
Giving into the blade,
'Cause it feels so right.

Feeling depressed,
Every single day.
Feeling depressed,
Listening to everything you say.

I thought you loved me,
I thought you cared.
I thought you loved me,
I thought you'd always be there.

Giving into the cold steel,
Sending shivers down my spine.
Giving into the cold steel,
Wanting to end this life of mine.

I find comfort,
Drawing beads of red.
I find commfort,
Releasing emotions in my head.

Making physical what is emotional,
Drawing on my arm.
Making physical what is emotional,
Dependent on self-harm.

If you knew that I still cut,
I wonder what you'd do.
If you knew that I still cut,
But I still love you.

Risking my life,
I run to the blade.
Risking my life,
But taking pain away.

I can't believe you'd do this,
You just left me to drown.
I can't believe you'd do this,
You pushed my heart around.

I wonder if you think of me,
As much as I think of you.
I wonder if you think of me,
I wonder if you know I still love you.