Improvement

Sometimes they change you, to make a person they will love.

Bit by bit with your nails and teeth,
you tear my skin off of me.
These wounds don’t heal, no they won’t heal
Never heal.
I’ll plead with you, cry over you, die for you.
If you would just notice me.
Bit by bit, still more and more you tear
my skin right off.
Till it’s all gone,
completely gone.
Exposing someone else underneath.
Someone you would,
Someone you will,
Someone you can love.
I’ll plead with you, cry over you, die for you.
If you would just notice me.