Quand on aime, on compte pas alors, encore un pti coup ! you can tellfrom the scars on my armsand the cracks in my hipsand the dents in my carand the blisters on my lipsthat i'm not the carefullest of girls you can tellfrom the glass on the floorand the...

I'm becoming less defined, as days go by Fading away, well you might say I'm losing focus Kinda drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself...