The rain pours down
The angel is crying, dying...

People say it's a shame
That I have to go through this...

The blade meets my skin
To begin another masterpiece...

Your song of freedom
Is sung here...

The razor my best friend
I take it in my hand...

You are killing her
Slowly over and over again...

B-ack when I need it
L-ingering forever...

We have been through a lot
In such a short time...

You know
I guess it isn't that different now...

Brokenhearted;
Drowning in pain...

Love is a lot like death,
or at least it can be for some...

Love is the way
To seal this lock...