Its like we were meant to be
i love you and you love me...

Behind every locked door
sits a girl with a knife...

I'll cut till i reach a vein
cut until i cant feel the pain...

Hey there girl
can i ask you a question...

Waiting for your call
as i sit here by the phone...

You are my shooting star
the one that leads me through the night...

I bet you didn't know that,
your always on my mind...

You have no idea
how you make me feel...

The pain that i feel
just wont go away...

Here i go again
thinking you love me...

Razor blade tears
fall down my face...

Another song.*scream*
i spent my last summer in an institution home...