Cory McAtee - Wrists lyrics

[Part 1: "Sides"] There's no judgement For the scars and he bruises Painted on my skin You guide me Always beside me To make sure my hands never leave my side You're sweet And kind To be put on a pedestal I'm weak And scared I've been locked in with the ghosts that haunt my skin Thank you For everything you do [Interlude] ... [Part 2: "Sorry"] You were my philanthropist My therapist Even when the red Poured from my wrists