She couldn't stand her own face.
Tears weren't enough to let out her pain,
So she used a knife to cry from her arms.
Who was to blame?

She discovered a way to ruin her life;
She found relief in each red stripe.
All of her days and all of her nights,
She ran away from those questioning eyes.
Now she has to explain
Her long sleeves in summer.

Everyday she comes home
And locks her door,
And finds a reason to bleed some more.
Silver and red were all she could she.
Who was she bleeding for?
What does she hide?

Making excuses only got her so far;
She needed one, one for every single scar.
Love poured out to stop her pain
Washed away each blood stain.

She discovered a way to reclaim her life.
She found relief in his red stripes.
All of her days and all of her nights,
She ran away to his forgiving eyes.
Now she's finally free