Her scars tell a story,
The story of her life...
Long white knives
beneath a sinister grin...
Poisoned roses are like broken
Hearts...
I look up
And what do I see...
Such a pretty girl
with such a pretty face...
I'm fine, I'm okay,
Don't mind me, I'm happy...
You can dress her up,
Or dress her down...
I hide behind my plastic smile that i wear on my...
I wear my plastic smile because it covers up...
I Can See You All...
I might not be next to you...
Couldn't you see, that she was always there?
She only wanted you to care...
Bullet, bullet in my head,
Go in quick and make me dead...
Sitting alone in the dark
I become someone else...