She sits in the room sad and blue.
She gets the blade this is nothing new...

The butterflies are gone
The flowers are dead...

You wounded me bad you cut me deep.
The sight of your face haunts me in my sleep...

Dripping into the deep Abyss
Lost in a state on confusion...

She sits in the corner
Little rivers pour from her bloodshot eyes...

He cut her deep with the words that he spoke.
He thinks her life is just one big joke...

The path we walked down was sunny and bright.
As i got older it turned into night...

Shoot her in the head
She wants to die...

All the pain you've put me through.
What should i see when i look at you...

Slit her throat
She wants to die...