Posted: 2017-05-22 18:31:19
She's sticking needles in her skin
I turn with an ugly grin
Her canvas doesn't leave a lot, to fantasy
But her peace of mind, can't stay inside the lines
It's so, confusing, the methods that she's using
She knows she shouldn't leave a mark, that I can see
Will she ever find one million of a kind?
It's cold and lonely but that's because she told me
Lost inside her dirty world
No one hurts this pretty girl but her...