I'm going to hell
All curled up in a hand basket...

Slice it open,
make it little...

Father you told me that you loved me
you told me that you cared...

Calculations are zipping through his mind,
as he watches her go by...

Scream out in pain.
The pain that you can't hear...

Bloody tears are falling
from my eyes...

Blood drips off of the knife,
as the man holds it at his waist...

Tracing the bruise on his chest,
I apologize for my rage before...

Welcome to my hell,
he said with a smile...

I can't take this pain
god, not right now...

Maybe if you would understand.
I wouldn't be crying myself to sleep at night...

My tears they aren't helping.
I don't even know why shedding them...