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Pick up the pair of scissors that call me away from my bed
I'll spend another night cutting paper into hearts to replace mine
As I place bets internally on how long it'll take for me to collapse
No hand to show, I guess I'll fold
I'm looking for a full house tonight
Pick up the pair of scissors getting sharper with every cut
More strength for each mistake deserving of loss
All former feelings of endless despair
Are now nothing more than empty
Attachment to lives that aren't my own
And dreams of them leaving me lost or alone
And I can't keep this up
But I'll try anyways
Until you've had enough

Forced to close my drains so that nothing comes up from underneath
But sometimes the faucets turn on and I can't help myself
Oh, I should eat
Apathy consuming me, I'm starting to leak
And I'm scared that you're scared
Swear that the stress is the cause
Yet that stress isn't cause enough to make myself care

Then a moment of lucidity, void of all spite
And I can't recognize who I was on that night
Oh tell me, why are there scars on my left
And a shaking hand on my right?

All former feelings of endless despair
Are now nothing more than empty
Attachment to lives that aren't my own
And dreams of them leaving me lost or alone
And I can't keep this up
But I will anyways
Until you've had enough
Until you've had enough
Until you've had enough
Until you've had enough
Until you've had enough

Pick up the pair of scissors that call me away from my bed
I'll spend one more night cutting paper into hearts instead