He closes his eyes
As he pokes himself again
The needle goes in one side

And out the other

Nobody sees the lies

The lies in his eyes
The needle in his wrist


His wrist is self image
It's killing him slowly
As blood drips drop by drop


Nobody is there to pull it out
To take the pain away

To make everything okay

The eyes of an angel

That's what he seeks
No, not her eyes
Her love


That is the only cure
The cure for all his needles

All he needs is her
To keep the pain away


But the needles aren't from his fingers
They are but stupid remarks from others


The cut like a razor
Move like a blade
And hold like a vice


Will she save him?
Will she be his rescuer?


He does not hold her together
SHE is the glue

For the pieces of his heart