She looks in the mirror
And hates what she sees...

THE WORDS USE TO FLOW LIKE A LONG WINDING RIVER
BUT NOW THEY ARE CROOKED AND BROKEN...

I wish I could put into words
All these screwed up feelings...

He came into my life
and tore it apart...

He needed her kiss
She longed for his touch...

Perfect that, Perfect this
Perfect smile with a kiss...

I see the gun
I know it's there...

I paint a bloody picture
I paint it with a twist...

Torn and helpless
Left to cry...

As I sit here, alone on my bed as
I cry...

If only I could hold you
Just one more night...

You've done such a good job
of cutting me out...