Tick-tock the clock counts down.
Down from three and back to one...

I know things are hard right now.
Feeling like you just don't belong...

Toxic, tainted, candy covered lips,
feel our breath, inhale our death...

Just smile, and walk on by.
It hasn't stopped you before...

Her mind is so full of thoughts.
Yet so empty, with nothing to say...

What would you do; if I told you "I think I...
Would you notice, just how red my cheeks suddenly...

Another day has come, to top my other scores.
Twenty more or so, I say to myself...

"Are you sure, love?" He spoke softly.
I nodded not knowing what he meant...

Here I sit, with a half dead pen.
And a old torn piece of note book paper...

Please don't turn your back on me.
Don't crush my heart, like so many before you have...

It was cold, so cold to the touch.
It's like nothing I have felt before...

Baby, let me show you all that I can do.
Let me take your hand with pride...