I'm hanging on to your lies,
terrified to fall...

I'll search the spaces
under your skin...

Morning will come
peace will return...

~When she cries~
~the clouds turn Grey...

Paint me Pretty
so I can dance...

I'm imperfect...not good enough for you
I can't open up...

Another drink
another rush...

This mirror must hate me
I've glared at it many times...

*I wish you would just go*
*why cant you give up like I do...

*youre a liar and I should have known*
*once I depended on you, you left me alone...

*I showed you the real me today*
*and the love in your eyes ran away...

Zack, the zebra had no friends,
so he liked to play pretend...