Don't Give Up Now
I’ve seen that hate
Painted on my own face
I’ve watched my life drip away
Drip, dripping down my sink
I know where you are and have been
Feeling numb and alone
Needing just someone to hold.
But take my hand and trust in me
I promise… I’ll pick you up
When that blade is down
On your wrist
So don’t give up now
You’re young and have a life left to live.
At least trust in me
If you don’t have a God
I’m sorry… but I won’t let you jump off that bridge
When they say “Ugly”
You scream “pretty”
Because their standards are irrelevant
When they bring you “pain”
You give out “hope”
Because we know they’re simply incompetent.
So don’t give up now, take my hand and trust in me
I promise… I’ll pick you up
When that blade is down
On your wrist
So don’t give up now
You’re young and have a life left to live
Please don’t give up now
Don’t you want to make yourself proud?
Don’t let it all go now
Please just hold on.
Drowning in your sorrows will get you nothing
Darling yes you are worth something
Your demons are you
And will escape the tortures
So do me a favor and stop!
I promised I would pick you up
When that blade was down
On your wrist
You are young and have a life left to live
You are perfect to me
Why would you give it all up?
You are perfect to me
I don’t want you to give up.
Don’t let it all go now
Please just hold on.
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