Texty: Arms Like Yours. Arms Like Yours - EP. Medicine For Madison.

Dead on the inside
Dead to the world
You're nothing more to me
Than a stupid little girl

I don't know why you're causing you
To do this to yourself
You're killing yourself
And you don't even care

But I can see through your hollow eyes
And smell all your fear
And taste every lie
I can taste your lies!
Every lie!

Dead on the inside
Dead to the world
You're nothing more to me
Than a stupid little girl

And I tried so hard to make you see
If not for yourself please, God, do it for me
I won't sit and watch you hurt yourself again

But I can see through your hollow eyes
And smell all your fear
And taste every lie
I can taste you!

Dead on the inside
Dead to the world
You're nothing more to me
Than a stupid little girl

Dead on the inside!
Dead to the world!
You're dead to me!
You! Dead to me!

I hope one day that you say
You're killing me!
You're killing me!
I hope one day that you say
You're killing me!
You're killing me!