It's hard to accept the things i cannot change
Sometimes i feel like i want to be hanged...

Do you know what it's like?...
To constantly have to fight...

You have no idea how much I miss you
Now I know our love is true...

There is something callled the game of love
It's something some know nothing of...

If you had any clue...
Why I act the way I do...

Should i get on my knees and pray?
or keep living life, everything still the same...

As the red glow of a cigarette is cast upon his...
He smiles down at the angel of disgrace...

I hardly know whats the true me now
Is it the girl who keeps asking "how?&quot...

With the knife in my hand
I look at my wrist...

I want to scream out these feelings
And just let them go...

As i lay here day by day
I feel the pain, like i etched in my leg...

You wonder why i am the way i am,
Why i do the things i do...