More Pricks Than Kicks

My broken heart,
Is like broken glass
Carving smiles in my wrists.
My open arms,
They’re gaping wounds,
For me to die couldn’t be too soon.
Our wasted life
Was taken in a flash
By carving smiles in my wrists.
Our wasted breath
From screaming at the sky,
We’ll take one last look Through bloodshot eyes.
So wait, you’re the reason for
My mental state, yeah,
I bathe in the blood
Of this real-life tragedy.
And I pray
That all of this will go away.
And I wait, and I pray,
That all of this will go away.
And I shake at the thought
Of being alone, of being alone.
Because my jealous ways,
And your selfish phase.
It ripped us apart.
It ripped us apart.
So wait, you’re the reason for
My mental state, yeah,
I bathe in the blood
Of this real-life tragedy.
And I pray
That all of this will go away.
And I wait, and I pray everyday
That all of this will go away.
(And I wait! And I pray
That all of this, will go away!)
Just go away!