Paroles
Sticks and stones
Just flesh and bone
Words slice through her skin
Something's in the way
October seems so far away
What has she become since
Then
Faceless angel, bruised
Comedown, hurting
Say that it's not
True
Play 'til you bleed
'Cause it hurts less
Than
Than the silence
Blank noise
Rings in my ears
Don't
Leave me here
Tell me
What can you read
Under her sleeve
She's an
An open book
Just take a look
Wield the knife
Write her will
Cover up
She feels it still