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All these daggers and these swords
can't cut me like the words from your lips.
Can you feel my fingertips, tracing all over your body?
My knees are weak as I whisper softly,
while my hands rest on your hips.

(It takes time to get close enough to you)

I Didn't want to be a curse.
You won't be the last girl or the first,
to tell me I should go straight to hell.
For better or for worse.
The best news I have ever heard,
was when you said I was doing well.

All the doctors and the pills can't cure the way I feel
about myself, if I'm afraid to ask for help, from everyone
for everything, prescribing ends to society.
I feel addicted to this prescription, the problem lies within the help.

(It takes time to)

I Didn't want to be a curse.
You wont be the last girl or the first,
to tell me I should go straight to hell.
For better or for worse.
The best news I have ever heard,
was when you said I was doing well.

(Of everything you know)

Let go if it hurts so badly, I just smile and suffer through the pain
I've had enough and I say this sadly,
the last year has been driving me insane.

(Let go of everything)

I Didn't want to be a curse.
You wont be the last girl or the first,
to tell me I should go straight to hell.
For better or for worse.
The best news I have every heard,
was when you said I was doing well.