I hate the way you stare,
When you look into my eyes...

You're supposed to expect the unexpected;
be prepared for what life throws your way...

Everything you say and do,
I can't quite understand...

I am lost in the middle of the crowd.
I have no place to go...

Sometimes I wonder,
How life would be...

Choking on my screams,
Swallowing the crimson blood...

Smiles, laughs, tears of joy.
To me you are the perfect boy...

I feel your eyes on me,
Constantly throughout the day...

I don't know how you do it,
How you make me feel this way...

A tragedy above all,
oh do let me explain...

I can hear the voices whispering,
Telling so much I don't want to hear...

Creating new disasters,
It seems that's all I can do...