Some one said they loved me
some one said they cared...

Heres my life
heres my blade...

Dreams are broken
hope is lost...

I dont know what you see in me
that makes me mr. right...

Can you fill the power of a gothic teen
do you wonder why we dress this way...

What would you do
if you were all alone...

Razor blade stained
wrist still bloddy & my pill bottles empty...

Scars on my my wrist
scars on my heart...

A love lost
is like a title wave to the heart...

Looking in the mirror
what is there...

Hate is love
love is hate...

Dressed in black
drenched in red...