When Amber gets the mode
You know it's bad
First comes the food
Then comes the blood
When ever Amber gets upset
You know she wants to get away - In any way
She gives me a call
And every time I say:

Amber sit
Now start thinking
You know it doesn't worth
All that bleeding
Amber relax
Even if you are upset
It doesn't mean you have to cut your veins
In front of the TV set
Amber listen
Even if you are in a bad mode
Stay away of sharp objects
It would be better if you drunk your sorrow in food
Have you relaxed?
Good!!!