I lost my day to a ceiling view,
With the same thoughts running through my mind
Why do I do this to myself each day beneath blue eyes?
I cut myself to pieces, every time I hear her voice
She whispers disappointment as my heart begins to slow

I've been here to many times,
I'm snapping all my fingers to the promises I break
So many wasted nights, when did I go wrong?

The first few times felt so fucking good,
But now I hate myself more everyday
Shards of glass drop through my veins,
I can't pretend everythings ok anymore