Cut these hands
Before they write another word
Another word
Her heart's like glass
Shatters so easy
So easily

The words that are spoken
Are different than the words that are written
All for nothing but she failed to listen

See it
Another letter wrote in vain again
Bottled up and washed up on the sand

The tears she's cried creates an ocean
Her heart creates the tide
When the water rushes away
There's so much that she can't say
So the words pour out like blood from her veins

See it
Another letter wrote in vain again
Bottled up and washed up on the sand
Another letter wrote in vain again
Keeps her alive inside

She don't even know