It all started when you could feel your heart aching
When your ribs begged you to release the monster they're holding
And you know that it's speaking devil through you
But you were holding so tight to the pain it gives you
It all started when you became addicted to an ache
It became a part of you, it drew your fate
And you sit here wondering why would you choose death over life
But I guess you were just too tired, too sober for this fight
Then your dreams start to lose their meaning
And you become so numb that you're begging for a sad feeling
And the ones who swore to always be there left you all alone
Sobbing at 3 am, wishing it could all be done
And then you pray to shut the monster but the shutting never lasts
As soon as you sit alone it finds its words fast
It tells you all the things you deep down knew
It reminds you of each mistake you once did do
You start wounding yourself wishing you were hurting it too
But you know what? It was the one breaking you
And then people start wondering what your scars are
"I was rubbing a mosquito bite but I guess I went too far"
Long sleeves, tissues and cutting tools became your best friends
I guess we just got addicted to the peace they send
Until one day you made your med jar empty
We overdosed on sleeping pills, didn't we?
