my hearts not a heart its a bottomless whole of pain.
with so many twists and turn that i cant find my way.
id rather cut off my right hand then have to live with this pain, this sense of uncontrol is driving me insane.

i cant even sleep at night with out hearing them call my name. telling me everything alright everything will be ok.
dont you say you know my heart.
until its beating in your chest.
you'll see why i want it out in hopes it fixes this mess.
dont you say you know my heart until its beating in your chest