I'm starting to think about cutting again

I need the pain and it makes no sense

Punching bags just aren't enough

Bloody knuckles don't hurt enough

I'll cut where no one will see

I'll try not to go to deep

I won't tell anyone, they won't care

They'll pretend and say I'll be there

But they have their own life let's admit

If I died who'd really give a shit

Or they'll tell others, can't keep a secret

They'll pity you when you're at your weakest

So instead I'll cry as I bleed tonight

Tomorrow I'll fake a smile so bright

I'll tell everyone my life's going fine

They always seem to believe that line

This fucking lie, I'll maintain

One thing I'm good at is hiding the pain