27 Candles

Knocked on the door out of curiosity

Found a boy with blonde hair and a scar on his head 

Looked me up and down with subtle animosity 

He asked what made me want so badly to be dead 

I asked -

What did it take to get you here? 

At what point did it become so clear? 

Did you shine so bright that you burnt out your light? 

What wounds were just too big to mend, 

and do all good things come to an end?

What was it like living in your head, 

and do you like what you’ve become?

He said come as you are

I was a hurt kid, there was not much to it

With your track record, girl, you’re not too far 

Twenty-seven candles and one for good wit

I asked -

What did it take to get you here? 

At what point did it become so clear? 

Did you shine so bright that you burnt out your light? 

What wounds were just too big to mend, 

and do all good things come to an end?

What was it like living in your head, 

and do you like what you’ve become?

He said come as you are

As he closed the door behind me,

I remembered my first taste of blood

Hung by his fears, he was finally free

What did it take to get you here? 

At what point did it become so clear? 

Did you shine so bright that you burnt out your light? 

What wounds were just too big to mend, 

and do all good things come to an end?

What was it like living in your head, 

and do you like what you’ve become?

What wounds were just too big to mend, 

and do all good things come to an end?

What was it like living in your head, 

and do you like what you’ve become?