I need the blade
To stop the pain...

Why do i do this?
Why do i hurt myself...

The hatered flows,
No one knows...

I'm happy on the outside
but what no one knows...

I don't wanna be alive
All i wanna do is die...

I'm sick of hurting
sick of crying...

I thought you were perfect
But i couldnt deal with all the lies...

Love is like butterflies
Allways stopping...

So here i am,
Late at night...

Sitting in the rain
Waiting for you...

This is where i wanna be
Here in lil old Manistee...

So sad
can't stop crying...