Her rotten flesh is peeling away
and her hair grows still each day
her corpse a bloody sight
but this wasn't right
she was never supposed to be hurt
but now lays beneath six feet of dirt
her angry eyes
tell all the tears she cries
and her wrists tell all his lies
and the reason she dies
her razor was an escape
her arms tied with tape
the blood pours down her arm
and his love just brings more harm
her caring smile now a frown
and still shes the clown
as she lays in her blood
covered from head to toe in mud
as the day darkens and it begins to rain
she lays in a bed of needles to see if she still feels the pain
her voice so shrill
and she pops another pill
the radios on and she sets alone
and as the blade cuts she lets out a light moan
the perfections on her wrists
leave everyone pissed
but now its to late for them to start caring
cause her skin is already tearing
her laughter fades as she dies
yet no one cries
all she wanted was a fairy tale
but that dream went straight to hell
she loved him with all her might
but she just didn't have enough fight
she killed herself to rid the pain
though in the end nothing was of gain
her life ended with suicide
all because the guy she loved lied!!
