These days aren't getting better
These days remain the same
She worries 'bout her looks
Wishing she could change
I tell her that she's beautiful
It doesn't mean a thing
I tell her not to worry
But she only feels the sting
But I gues that's what happens
When people make mistakes
We used to be in love
But now I'm someone she hates
I try to make her happy
But she screams that I'm a fake
I only wanna help her clear the pain off her plate
I told her to her face but she said don't even bother
I said I know it's hard to have an abusive father
A mother who ain't there, she left when you were a child
So you had to raise yourself
You've been alone for a while
She broke down in tears
And she looked me in my eyes
She said "I'm sick of people and how they will always lie"
I hugged her while she cried
And she looked up unhappily
And these are the exact words that this girl said to me
You look at all those faces
Standing in the crowd
And they don't seem to notice you at all
Too busy with their daily lives
And if you are to stand out
Then give them hell and answer when they call
I looked down and noticed
The scars on her wrists
They looked like they were fresh
So I figured take a risk
I asked her about them and she gave a slight laugh
Battle scars from my fights in the pass
Fights with my parents
Fights with demons
The razor always took my side when the rest were leaving
I embraced it
In fact it became my best friend
My therapy and my means to an end
I am addicted to the rush and how it makes me feel normal
It reminds me that I am human
Lets me know I am mortal
I paused for a second and I knew that she was serious
The world had been so cruel, her mind was delirious
The pain became pleasure and the blade became love
And no matter what I said she never thought she was enough
I pulled her face up so she would look me in the eye
And I repeated what she said to me before I said goodbye
You look at all those faces
Standing in the crowd
And they don't seem to notice you at all
Too busy with their daily lives
And if you are to stand out
Then give them hell and answer when they call
These days aren't getting better
These days remain the same(same, same, same)
She worries 'bout her looks
Wishing she could change (change, change, change)
These days aren't getting better
These days remain the same(same, same, same)
She worries 'bout her looks
Wishing she could change (change, change, change)
You look at all those faces
Standing in the crowd
And they don't seem to notice you at all
Too busy with their daily lives
And if you are to stand out
Then give them hell and answer when they call