You're not the one who

Sees heer all alone

You're not the one who

Makes her throw her phone

You're not the one who

Makes blade touch skin

You're not the one who

Lets the demons win

There are many nonsense words in her brain

Like stupid, ugly, fat,

It makes her insane

And these words hurt her so

That she takes the pain away

With a razor in her hand

She says one more thing she must say:

"These words have killed me, not myself.

They made me take the pills on the shelf.

They made me hold this blade to my thigh,

This is why, why this is my battle cry."

You're not the one who

Stabbedd her in the back

You're not the one who

Sees that it's happiness she lacks

You're not the one who

Makes her cry at night

You're not the one who

Cuides her to the light

It's these words that hurt her,

They murdered her.

It's these words that did this

Thanks to that little monster in her head

She filled the rest with some lead

Now she's gone

All thanksto words

And this does seem a bit absurd,

But it's not important to you,

'Cause you're not the one who.