• If not today then tomorrow
    For every tear that falls
    I want you to know
    How my skin crawls

    I have no other choice
    But to let the blood flow
    It’s the malice their voices
    That hurts me so

    Take the scissors from my hand
    If you want me to stop
    Take them from my small hands
    If you want the bleeding to stop

    Tell me I’m useful
    Tell me you’ll always need me
    Because I feel so pitiful
    If only you could see

    How I feel homeless
    Whenever you’re not here
    How I feel helpless
    Whenever you’re not near

    Take the scissors from my hand
    If you want me to stop
    Take them from my tiny hands
    If you really want the bleeding to stop

    I’ll be your porcelain doll
    Just tell me what to do
    And make sure I don’t fall
    Because I really haven’t got a clue

    Help me: the hardest words to say
    I ask the shiny scissors softly
    Should I ask you today?
    I ask my bloody fingers gently