I suppose its not fair
To ask you to keep...

Just another story
For the storybooks...

I'm exactly where i want to be
broke inside and tired of lying...

It's a small world after all
And in the end we all shall fall...

I smell his sent
Even when he's not around...

Words with rhythm
Words with rhyme...

There's just some words
we do not use in this world...

I've seen that look before
Last time...

Blood dipped fingertips...
Crimson died nails...

Remember you'd say,
i love you the most...

I want an open casket
So you can see...

She's looking in the mirror
Her eye's so full of fear...