I wake up every morning
Lather myself in crap
Just to look normal
Just to fit in the crowd

This crap I lather myself in,
It's just to be one of them
I wanted to be something more
Not this self-hated little whore

So when I cut you up with the tip of the blade
You'll feel nothing just a little haze

I don't care about them anymore
I see their faces
Take out the razor blade
Stab their ugly faces
I want them to die
People wonder why?

Fill me up with fluoxitine
Don't care about how I'm feeling
They just want me to fade away
I'm not gonna do that
I'll die first.

I love to hurt myself with the tip of the blade
The tip of the blade they handed to me and said
"go on cut yourself, you pathetic little emo
Go on, you're fat, ugly, and your worth nothing
Go on then spill some blood, you pathetic little girl"
I stand on top of this cliff
Nothing at the bottom
I kill myself just to live

A life for a life,
And a death just to feel alive
They'll get what they deserve.

Go on then,
Leave me alone
Give the blade
And let me go home
In a pool of blood
Surrounded by laughter

The blade cannot cut as deep
As their words.
Or my reflection in the mirror
That's still there haunting me.