A test to see if you'd let me,
A test to show you care
And yet you handed me the razor
And you let me sit there
I even talked about it right in front of
Your face and yet you handed me
The razor and let me go to waste
So I sit here dying alone and scared
And cold the blood dripping out of me
And leaving me alone
Wrists slit wide open, veins for all to see
It was you who handed me the razor
And you who set me free...