I saw her today, that was my mistake
And I saw her skin, on her legs my name
God, so many cuts
Her blood everywhere
I know her sick thoughts
I must leave her there
I don't need her love
She sold my soul for fame
Then she made the cuts
And on her legs my name
I allowed her to be near
It's my insanity
God, she's not real
She's just my vanity
Her love knew no bounds, but I let her die
I was always cruel and she always cried
Her heart could not withstand, but I did not care
She will be back again, 'cause she always comes back
I don't need, I don't need her love, it's not reality
I don't need, I don't need her love, she's just my vanity
vanity:
You think you don't need me
You think you don't love me
Beauty may be only skin deep
But these cuts go down to your soul
