she'd rather be beautiful than be alive.

Story of a girl who lost her world, so she could be beautiful
Fifteen, so sweet, you'd think,
But she's got a secret.
Made up her mind,
The day she came to find-out that he left

(Pre)
I Guess there's another girl
This time blue eyes, blonde hair
She'll do anything to catch his eye
But she knows she'll never compare

(verse2)
Skips school, wont eat, can barely sleep
Takes drastic measure.
Runs seven miles a day in the sun
Wearing a sweater

(Pre)
She turns the radio on so no one hears what she's doing.
Cuz she's convinced herself he'll come back to her, when she's perfect.

(Chorus)
She's just a girl, who doesn't know she's already beautiful.
One year ago, if you had seen her you would never know
This would be her only out, for every time she's broken down, and hates herself,
For everything that's wrong in life, looks in the mirror to criticized, she'd rather be beautiful than alive.

(Verse 2)
Nineteen, one shrink, two times a week, but nothings changing.
Mom cries at night-for her life, cuz she knows she's fading.

(Pre)
She's tried to turn around, but she's too far in the wrong direction
Wasn't s'pose to be this way, all she wanted was some affection.


(Chorus)
She's just a girl, who doesn't know she's already beautiful.
Five years ago, if you had seen her you would never know
This would be her only out, for every time she's broken down, and hates herself,
For everything that's wrong in life, looks in the mirror to criticized, she'd rather be beautiful than be alive.

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh

(Verse 3)
Twenty three,
Now she's buried
Underneath red roses.
I'm gonna miss her
And I hope someone learns from this

(Pre)
Maybe she's happy now
Maybe she's finally free
Of not feeling good enough,
And maybe she's rid of her disease.

(Chorus)
She's just a girl, who didn't feel like she was beautiful
Seven years ago, if you had seen her you would never know.
This would be her only out, for every time she's broken down, and hates herself,
For everything that's wrong in life, looks in the mirror to criticized, she'd rather be beautiful than be alive

Roll up a joint, or don't

If you save yourself for marriage
You're a bore
If you don't save yourself for marriage
You're a whore-able person
If you won't have a drink
Then you're a prude
But they'll call you a drunk
As soon as you down the first one

If you can't lose the weight
Then you're just fat
But if you lose too much
Then you're on crack
You're damned if you do
And you're damned if you don't
So you might as well just do
Whatever you want
So

Make lots of noise
Kiss lots of boys
Or kiss lots of girls
If that's something you're into
When the straight and narrow
Gets a little too straight
Roll up a joint, or don't
Just follow your arrow
Wherever it points, yeah
Follow your arrow
Wherever it points

If you don't go to church
You'll go to hell
If you're the first one
On the front row
You're self-righteous
Son of a-
Can't win for losing
You'll just disappoint 'em
Just 'cause you can't beat 'em
Don't mean you should join 'em

So make lots of noise
Kiss lots of boys
Or kiss lots of girls
If that's something you're into
When the straight and narrow
Gets a little too straight
Roll up a joint, or don't
Just follow your arrow
Wherever it points, yeah
Follow your arrow
Wherever it points

Say what you think
Love who you love
'Cause you just get
So many trips 'round the sun
Yeah, you only
Only live once

So make lots of noise
Kiss lots of boys
Or kiss lots of girls
If that's what you're into
When the straight and narrow
Gets a little too straight
Roll up a joint, I would
And follow your arrow
Wherever it points, yeah
Follow your arrow
Wherever it points

You put your self in danger when you're slicing up your skin

Dear friend, lover, ex, or whatever
I'm writing you to let you know I hope you feel better
I know that things are so hard. The stress is so much.
And when you reach out all there are is uppercuts
And they are the cause for the ones on your wrist
The reason why you cry, make a ball of your fist
I understand that you have a lot you go through
The fact that they yell and your brother would hit you
And no one gets you. The plastered on fake smile.
The real one has been gone now for quite a while
So your arms bleed, but the blood tells you you're living
It takes away the numb feeling these people were giving
That razor blade has become your closest companion
It relieves all the pain you want to abandon
Your arms are scared so you think you're unlovable
But honestly I just want you to feel comfortable

Chorus:

So please don't cut, please don't cut
I promise you you're loved so please don't cut
Right now I see that you're stuck in a rut
But please don't cut, please don't cut
And if you feel the need to say you're all out of luck
I'm just a call away when things get rough
The fact of the matter is I know you're enough
So please don't cut, please don't cut

Put the blade down, it really isn't worth it
No good will come from a slit up and bruised wrist
And you cover it long sleeves so they won't see
But you can't hide all the hurt and pain from me
You say you're miserable and there are times you wanna die
But then you pull out a razor and cut while you cry
It makes you feel human and like you are still alive
But don't you understand that the feeling is all a lie
You put your self in danger when you're slicing up your skin
You're only letting self-hate find its way in
I promise you'll get better but just meet me half way
And please throw the razors and pins all away
I swear that you'll make it. There's no dought in my mind.
And if you look around, I know it's what you'll find
You're gonna feel better once this door has been shut
Please make me a promise that tonight you won't cut

Chorus:

So please don't cut, please don't cut
I promise you you're loved so please don't cut
Right now I see that you're stuck in a rut
But please don't cut, please don't cut
And if you feel the need to say you're all out of luck
I'm just a call away when things get rough
The fact of the matter is I know you're enough
So please don't cut, please don't cut

They label you, but not a single word is true
Who cares what the world is saying about you
They don't know. They just assume.
They're not with you when you're lonely up in your room
They're not with you when you're begging to up above
They're not there when you need a little love
They don't care when you have nothing to give
So who's to say that you even would wanna live
Every life is precious, and that is what I promise
If we never speak again, I hope you know I'm honest
You deserve to be happy and clean from the cutting
You deserve to be a person who's surrounded with loving
Every life is precious, and that's something that I promise
If we never speak again, I hope you know I'm honest
You deserve to be happy and clean from the cutting
You deserve to be a person who's surrounded with loving