Originally Posted by holdyoualways

ok i have a new song to relate to. coincidentally its also by the used. songs called "im a fake"

What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted f*cks
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand f*cks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter
I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart
Love is not like anything
Especially a f*cking knife