Ashley sat alone in her dark shadowed room,
victimized by depression's embracing gloom...

Why do you choose to sit there alone,
Holding the scissors, the knife, the razor blade...

*I am all alone*
Hey! Hey hey hey...

In that silence
the words frozen on our lips...

You are a rose.
Am I cliche to say it...

I don't understand why you find it funny that I...
And how you can laugh at me when I trip and fall...

They found you along the river, Love,
drenched in springtime rain...

These glass orbs,
eggshells...

Beautiful girl reflected in the mirror
hiding your face from the scorn of day...

You know -
I spend all day...