Go on and tell me that you're gonna hurt yourself
Tell me that you're gonna sell yourself
Tell me that you're gonna kill yourself
I still won't run back to you
Go on and tell me that you're gonna starve yourself
Tell me that you're gonna burn yourself
Tell me that you're gonna cut yourself
I still won't run back to you
I held your hand in the night
And always made everything right
You thought it was worthless before
So it won't be yours anymore
