I pick up the knife
and place it to my skin...

Sometimes i cant help but feel
-alone...

I dread going to sleep
for each night...

Thank you for making me cry
thank you for making me want to die...

I'll watch as it slices through my skin
it will give me the adrenaline rush...

I cant stand the pain
of thinking of you everyday...

The clouds are fading
the sun begins to shine...

This feeling...
i cant quite explain...

I can't stop loving you
i can't fake happiness...

I know the rumors are spreading
and you want to know the truth...

Your family is supposed to be their
no matter what your sin...

I saw you yesterday
you were with a few friends...