A so called normal person
Will see evil and despair in it...

Grab the gun
Put it to my temple...

I sit in the park where i dwell
For this boy i love so well...

She's An Angel With Coat Hanger Wings
Rusting In The Rain As Tears Slide Down Her Chin...

When you hold my hand
You touch my heart...

You sat there
The whole time...

It's the three hard words that should be said only...
It's the three words that are commonly misdealt...

When the sun burns out
And the stars lose their shine...

If I wrote a note
To my only one...

You Cant Tell Me What To Do
You Should Know By Now...

Put a razor to my wrist
Put a gun to my head...

No more holding it all in
This is what I have to say...