I always do the wrong thing,
But through the shouts and the screams...

Put on a fake smile
look in the warped mirror and see...

I'm tired of saying, "it's over"
and then begging for you back...

Putting the gun to your head
imagining your body lifeless and dead...

Beaten
Lost...

I stare out the window,
saying over and over to myself "You should...

Time does not heal all wounds
And words always hurt...

Look in the mirror
see all of the horror...

You'll kill me,
And I'll smile...

Daddy comes into my room at night
he hits me till I'm scared with fright...

Depression and despair
The lies are too much...

Behind my back they talk about me,
inside, the pain kills me...