She haunts me in my silent dreams
she teases me with banshee screams...

I stand here cutting my self into peices over you
i do this because i can't stand the things you do...

Ive felt these scars before- Ive bleed like this...
Ive cut these wounds before- ive covered my self...

I've bled myself out through scars
as i looked into your eyes i passed stars...

I'm cutting my mental wrist
giving my veins a twist...

Your name drifts hanging on my lips
And warm blood harbors on my finger tips...

This anger lies silently deep inside
the feelings i intentl and remorsfully hide...

Our eyes are like windows
Easy to break, into shards...

She stands there silently in my screams
calling me in my nightmarish dreams...

You just stand there silently in remorse
a razor in one hand and with scars of course...

I'm cutting myself into peices over you
becasue i can't stand the things you do...

Little boy, little boy how can you smile
when your leaders are like crocidles...