All these daggers and these swords
Can 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
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 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
Problem lies within the help
It takes time to
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(Every thing you know)
Let go if it hurts so badly(Let it go)
I just smile and suffer through the pain(Every thing you know)
I'd be had enough and 
I say this sadly
The last year has been driving me insane(Let it go, let it go with every thing)
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