My blood drips down
and my veins run dry...

The rage
The anger...

I wake up ready for the day
i wake up thinking of all the pain...

You took my life
You took it to another place...

Was it something I said?
Was it something I did...

I stumble thru the darkness
catching my breath...

My little motto is that
life is like a book...

I loved you so much and i cant stand the fact that...
i thought you loved me too but now were too far...

If you want something I'll want it too
if you need something I'll get it...

I'm living in a horror film
in a mental jail...

This girl is not like others
but shes been hurt just the same...

People tell me to tighten the screw thats loose
but how do i get rid of these voices...