I thought that you would make it (You would make it) Feel ok And you would make it all go away (You would make it all) Put it on myself to make scars (Make scars) Out of nothing more than paper cuts and simple marks I don't even know what i would do (i would do) Rip it up and give it back to you Say I'm sorry that i don't care Make it up by giving you a thing i would wear Maybe like a black skirt, even just a over shirt Make it seem like everything is still ok Cause i thought that you would make it feel ok And you would make it all