Ada Rook
​somehow
I was scattered and broken
But you saw the rest of me
You heard what I had to leave unspoken
You understood what I had to be

Can I ever be whole again
Or is this it?
Crying in your arms again
And hating it
I'm carving at my soul
To make it fit
Cut my skin away
So I can live

I feel like something that should not be alive
A puncture wound in the goodness of your life
I know my gentleness is rotten inside
When you say that you love me
It makes me want to cry

Can I ever be whole again
Or is this it?
Crying in your arms again
And hating it
I'm carving at my soul
To make it fit
Cut my skin away
So I can live
I'm holding on somehow
I'm still alive for now
I'm holding on somehow
I'm still alive for now
I'm holding on somehow
I'm still ali-live for now
I-I-I-I'm holding on somehow
I'm still alive for now

Can I ever be whole again
Or is this it?
Crying in your arms
I must be faking it
I'm carving at my soul
To make it fit
Cut my skin away
So I can live

It makes me terrified
It makes me sick
And when I'm in it
I cannot resist
I tried to die
But I could not commit
And it feels so much worse
To see you hurting
From what I did