Rivers of red
Pull the sheets off the bed
Cover the cuts
With band aids and makeup
Wear jeans
And long sleeves
Pray to God they won't see
Go home to hell
as your face starts to swell
Feel the blade to your skin
And know it's a sin
You get rid of the pain
Until it comes back again
Cover it up
The cuts
The bruises
The pain inside
Wear jeans
and long sleeves
Pray to God they won't see
When they look your way
Shift your eyes
Hope they don't see
The pain inside
Keep on living this happy lie
