Cut

Something calling and grabbing me with a sinners view rapping and mapping everytime I have hope of meeting you, see it through just me and you but yeah there's always a but, to see how much I bleed I started to cut, and we did the unthinkable we started to fuck, no strings attached but you were beginning to love, my infections were only heading for drugs, I'm sorry I can't commit unless it's pain towards my wrists, you at first was just a simple chick but then became a grower