I give up,
I can't fight it anymore.

Put me in a straight jacket,
behind a locked door.

Here in this little padded room,
is where I will die very soon.

Boy:"Go to Hell!"
Girl:"Didn't you get the memo? I run Hell"

Look in my eyes,
and tell me what you see.

A broken soul,
that has ceased to be.

Is it wrong to love being emotionally abused by people you thought were friends?

I'm not just a painted up doll for you to dress up and throw around.

Pumpkin Head is the coolest.
He'll devower you in your sleep,
then bury your carcus in the garden.

Happiness only exists in Fairytales and Dreams, and just like books can be torn at the seams.

Is it wrong that my Ex said I should kill myself?
Or is it even more wrong that I want to?

I'm a marianet without the strings,
but you still seem to control me.

Behind that beautiful face can be so much pain and torture that you never even knew existed.