• FIX ME

    I had a date with the straight razor
    Oh we’re dear old friends
    The holes in my heart you cannot mend
    He will fix instead

    He’ll run up and down my arm
    Like your healing hands but sharp
    Until I’m red all covered in blood
    And falling into the dark

    You said you’d try to fix me
    You were never good enough
    But he, he is my saviour
    The cuts so deep and rough

    I’m running out of reasons
    To keep the promises I made
    Do they become irrelevant
    When my sanity fades away

    I tried so hard to fix it
    But everything is wrong
    The problems will not go away
    And now you too, are gone

    So I’ll cut away the pain inside
    Until you finally see
    That there’s no way to fix it
    There’s no way to fix me