You started to say
What happened to me
But what you didn't know
Is that wasn't me

That girl you knew
Is a pill bottle in the trash
Next to the bitten nails
And things i've had to quit

So now I seem altered
Not quite the same
A little less of a doormat
And much less fun

The noose around my neck
Hung me there to die
I cut the rope to live
But now you think I've died

You say I'm different
I say, yeah, I was


 
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