Life is like an old film it's all in black and white, it makes no sense and no one can hear you scream at night

She's most dangerous when she thinks things threw

And we'll drink the night away to slow music and heartache

Strike another pose
you die a little more inside
and no one will ever know
how you died on this night

Look past her eyes..do you see the pain..do you see the lies..do you see the truth..shes never going to be just fine...

Hell's proven on my wrist..

Heartbroken...a silent promise not to leave your side...yet your the cause of my suicide...

A single black rose on my grave..
Not a damn thing has changed..

Free me from my sorrowful plight and give me the strength to die tonight

..and i can still look in the mirror and see someone else, because i can still look happy and fool myself