You asked my about my scars on my arm..
I told you the truth, you said howcome?
I said, to make me feel better
How?
Because focusing on the pain makes you forget why you did
it
Bollocks thats what you said
Do you know how hard it was to get it out my head?
I never forgave myself for what i did
I didnt expect you to understand, 
I didnt want your sympathy.

I lay on the bed, i wasnt facing you
You tried to hug me
I said, fuck you.
You werent there, so what do you know?
Get the fuck off me, let go.
Stop apologising, you didnt even think,
You just say what your opinion is, well you dont know
You didnt know me, you didnt know what was goin on
I never let go of the pain
Havent u ever felt that way?

All the shit i put myself through
i dragged my friends and family down with me too
and you wouldnt know, because it wasnt you!
So why ask me why,
if you already have an opinion on it?
Everynight before i go to bed
The shit i did, circles round in my head
I cut myself up because it seemed the right thing to do
I never asked you to ask, i didnt want you to!
Its me that has to look at my arms everyday
And in my memorys the pain will stay

Dont tell me the reason i did it was shit
Because it was me that went through it
The blood made my attention turn away
from the emotional pain 
I told you that once,
and i'll tell you again
You dont know, because you werent there
so stop trying to tell me about it, 
because i honestly dont care.