Varials - Bleeding

You know life's a funny thing But it's really just a bitch So I salt another wound Just to satisfy the itch And these cuts become scars With a line for every line Buried in the past No way to tell if it hurts Bleed out of my misery Invoke my wrath on my own self To make you hurt And there's something in the way If I ever find the message Is it for you or for me? What can you promise me That doesn't leave, love, or lie? I couldn't imagine That one is just too many When a dozen's just a few I watch you waste away Bleed out of my misery Invoke my wrath on my own self To make you hurt And there's something in the way If I ever find the message Is it for you or for me? If I take my own hand And I turn it against myself Does that mean I have free will Or am I just a fucking pawn? I don't think I have a fucking chance That's how it is on this bitch of an earth What are you waiting for? It's your move Motherfucker