I hate the way you are
You think you are so perfect...

Slit my wrists
Hope not to cry...

Sometimes in life,
We tend to wake up...

She sat in her room,
Cutting her arm...

Away in the distance
I hear the clouds roll...

The stars are dull and dreary
Pain and suffering linger...

Fly away
Away from me...

My life...
Ten easy notches to my wrists...

I am confused
This madness is taking over me...

I decided to go to this party,
This was the night id never forget...

She walks along this path
With golden hair of sunshine...

I never thought the day would come When our hearts...