He says baby don\'t cut
She says please do cut
I don\'t know who to listen to
So, I listen to him
Then I decide he\'s wrong
So I listen to her
I listen to Claire
I listen to that voice in my head
Even though he is really tempting
I don\'t listen to him
He tells me this is a bad idea
I don\'t care
One cut, two cut, three cut four
Could once more hurt just a little bit more
Five, six, seven eight nine
Ten streaks of red flowing down
Down my arm
Eleven twelve countless more
How many cuts till I bleed out
Bitch, bitch
Carve bitch into your thigh
She says
I listen
I am that
I am a bitch
Die,die
Take the knife
Stab stab
Right in the chest
No more heart
No more Claire
No more Him