I know that I don't have the right
to tell you how to live your life,
but maybe you should stop and think
of all the things that you're doing.
The promises that you can't keep,
the things you say that you don't mean, the lies you tell to make you cool,
to me you look like a big fool.
And it's so sad to see
just how little, to you, I mean.
And how you walk all over me,
and I just lay there and I bleed.
I take the pain that you're dealing.
Like a drug, I swallow, while concealing.
This pain inside has no healing.
Numbness is my only feeling.
From this prison,
I must run.
Start a fire,
let it burn.
Break my shackles
and run free.
Cut you off
and let it bleed.
And let it bleed
just let it bleed
this hole inside that you left me
all that's left is to let it bleed
