All these daggers and these swords
Can cut me like the words from your lips
Can you feel my fingertips
Tracing all over your body
My knees are weak as I whisper softly
While my hands rest on your hips

(It takes time to get close enough to you)

I didn't want to be a curse
Won't be the last girl or the first
Tell me I should go straight to hell
For better or for worse
The best news I have ever heard
Is when you said I was doing well

All the doctors and the pills
Can cure the way I feel about myself
Fine to move free to ask for help
From everyone, for everything
Prescribing ends to society
I feel addicted to this prescription
Problems lies within the help

(It takes time to)

I didn't want to be a curse
Won't be the last girl or the first
Tell me I should go straight to hell
For better or for worse
The best news I have ever heard
Is when you said I was doing well

(Everything you know)

Let go if it hurts so badly
I just smile and offer sleep
I have enough and I say this sadly
That last year has been driving me insane

I didn't want to be a curse
Won't be the last girl or the first
Tell me I should go straight to hell
For better or for worse
The best news I have ever heard
Is when you said I was doing well