When you left, Came back, but didn't remember her face
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip
Blood trickles on the floor
She cuts herself some more
You look at her funny but don't bother to stop it
Because every time she'll eventually drop it
Drop the knife, the tool, the dagger, the cutter,
When she remembers all her dreams she just threw down the gutter
She runs to fetch them before they all sink
And she can't even remember what kept her sanity on the brink
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip
Tears trickle to the floor
She cradles herself some more
You look at her funny but don't bother to stop it
Because every time she'll eventually drop it
Drop the depression, the sadness, the whimpering, the emptiness,
But she doesn't
And the person to blame wouldn't be her for it wasn't
'click' shuts the door
What had you ever done to make life worth living for?