Cutting Wins

1 drip, 2 drip
3 drip, 4
1 lie, 2 lie
the pain just
makes it more
I guess the cutting
will turn fatal
my friends will come to die
I wonder if they know this
I'll tell them what is real
I'm wearing a black veil
a widow's type of gown
I'm standing in a room
there's a casket in the ground
there's candles that are lit
a speech that I just read
I guess it's how it ends
I lost them to the pain
I guess they couldn't fight it
they let it take the good
I wish I could've helped you
I wish that I was there
I'm sorry that you're gone
the razor took it all
you couldn't let it stop
the addiction was your life
you cut a little deeper
you had to try it out
it helped you with your feelings
it brought comfort when you bled
now the thing that saved you
is the reason why you're dead