Cut here

Release of all the feeling that is buried in the veins

The worst that you feel is far from torn flesh

Skin opens up

But what is this?

This time the razor didn't miss

You'd curl your hand into a fist if you had the nerve



Now

The stitches turn to itches turn to tissue turn to scar

But now its gone too far

Its etched in skin

The hatred within became something sharp and drove itself in



Lovely Lovely Lovely little red lines

The pain is the drug and I do it all the time

It looks good

As good as deep as mine

When hearts make war in the middle of the night



Cut here

Release of all the feeling that is buried in the veins

Eyes that you seek

You feel them coming on

"Where are you love?" and "What is wrong?" 

"Have you been doing this for long?"

"What makes the ache in you so strong you can't resist?"



I know

Attention and endorphins make a very pretty pair

And wounds make graves for secrets

But time will quell your restless heart

And teach brand new ways to abuse yourself



Lovely Lovely Lovely little red lines

The pain is the drug and I do it all the time

It looks good

As good as deep as mine

When hearts make war in the middle of the night