They raised the hands up on me
No one could prove they loved me
They filled their mouths up
With blood and chalk
I know that they can't see me
Know what the mirrors tell me
I scrape away until it's blood and chalk
Peel all the skin off of me
Now only God can judge me
And underneath my world
Of blood and chalk
I left the flowers dried up
From when the dress was whiter
They're pressed inside a book
The depths my room
Now white is not my color
Behind my back you told her
Pink of the redness
Between blood and chalk
And I know the rage that's in me
But I'm just what you made me
I'll cut away till I'm just blood and chalk
I'll scrape away until it's blood and chalk
I'll cut away till I'm just blood and chalk
