You broke her heart again, this is what she did: She opened up the journal where she wrote of all the times you hit her and left her there to cry. She took out her razor and on the journal with her blood... she wrote lovely GOODBYE

My heart is on my sleeve, I wear it like a bruise and black eye...

...The Best Part of BeLIEve is the Lie...

...promise me she's not your world...

If love is just another form of suicide...then please keep loving me just a little bit longer...

If I died tonight, I could finally get the chance to see if you really cared like you said and I could see if you even cry. So Ill paint the walls in my blood and write you a goodbye and I hope youll hold your head in your hands and cry me a lullaby.

Slitting my wrists is a way of showing you how much I am hurting inside...

Killing my pain is the least you could do after what you did. How could you ever do this to me? ...I'm just a kid.

I'm waiting for you to kill the pain...

Don't tell me you love me if it's only a lie...but yet I need you to tell me you love me or else my heart will die.