I love the way it makes me feel,
Each time I see your face...

You really know you've lost the plot,
When you start to feel empty...

I hate what I am when I'm angry,
I hate what I am when I cry...

What's with the arguements,
What's with the lies...

How would you feel if you knew,
That really, I hate myself...

Softly falling,
softly crying...

I want to cut into you,
Make you entirely mine...

I want to cut into you,
Make you entirely mine...

Sort of angry,
Sort of mad...

Lost inside, inside my mind,
losing every person near me...

I'm sick of the way they treat me,
The way they think I'm their slave...

Could you ever love me,
Could you say it's true...