Coffee's For Closers

There's a little girl inside me, she's there every single day
She has given up on eating and its wasting her away
There's an empty hole inside her and its ripping her apart
She has broken bones and bleeding wrists and yes, a broken heart
Can you hear her as she's weeping, can you see her hang her head
Do you know that every day she lives is one more day she's dead
Have you even tried to love her, have you looked into her eyes
Better hurry up and save her, do it quick before she dies...