You just sit there will it keeps raining on my pretty face.
This is going to be ending in such a tragedy.
I can tell my the grin on your face that this is what you wanted.
But little did you know that i will be a beautiful tragedy.
Tonight while your home finding sleep. I'll be home finding the blade.
Continuously cutting my wrists till they go numb.
Till I can't feel anything. Ill watch the red river of pain slowly flow down my arm.
And I'll make a red ocean on the floor.
The ocean of my pain and sorrow.
Of all my hopes and dreams completely gone.
So will your just sitting there grinning.
I'm sitting there crying, thinking tonight i will just be another beautiful tragedy.
