Boy, the next word that comes out of your
mouth better be some brilliant f u c k i n' Mark...

Mother's anger,
and Father's lies...

Wounded by your words
And covered in your lies...

You hate this cuteness about you,
You want it to be dead and slain...

She\'s sorry she cant please you
she really did try...

Iâ??m going to tell a story
About someone I know...

Upon my broken heart
Your name is engraved...

Your fragile life ended
on that cold and lonely night...

My fist hits the wall
as I crumple to the floor...

Just one cut
for all your lies...

Please dont stay
just so you can say you did...

Walking through these doors
I get the same reaction...