You tiptoe the sharp razor,
you say you want die...

Drip
water drips from the faucet...

He picks up the razor.
She grabs the knife...

The thoughts we have shared,
all the times we have cared...

We are a normal family,
we fight, cry, and love...

She wants to know,
if he really cares...

You are my thoughts,
and what i dream...

Oh yeah they care,
until you lose your underwear...

Sun sets,
stars rise out...

I can't take it back,
not even for you...

Lying is all you have even known,
for you have lied all you have grown...

Sexy, cutie, hottie.
that's what they say...