All these daggers and these swords Can't cut me like the words from your lips Can you feel my fingertips Tracing all over your body My knees are weak as I whisper softly While my hands rest on your hips. It takes time to get close enough to you I didn't want to be a curse You won't be the last girl or the first To tell me I should go straight to hell For better or for worse The best news I have ever heard Was when you said I was doing well All the doctors and the pills Can't cure the way I feel about myself, If I'm afraid to ask for help From everyone, for everything Prescribing ends to society I feel addicted to this prescription
The problem lies within the help It takes time to... I didn't want to be a curse You won't be the last girl or the first To tell me I should go straight to hell For better or for worse The best news I have ever heard Was when you said I was doing well (Everything you know) Let go if it hurts so badly I just smile and suffer through the pain I've had enough and I say this sadly The last year has been driving me insane... I didn't want to be a curse You won't be the last girl or the first To tell me I should go straight to hell For better or for worse The best news I have ever heard Was when you said I was doing well