Its all in my head,
This disease is debilitating...

Sometimes sadly
Sometimes gone...

So long my ice queen,
Hello my may flower...

Im constantly reminded
of all my wrongs...

A medicated rag doll,
Is what I am now...

What can I do?
But just let this happen...

She seems black and white
but the colours are blinding...

These things go unsaid.
And these secrets remain in the dark...

You either die the hero,
Or live long enough to become the villain...

Tonight she'll find no comfort
Its banging on the door again...

I make shadows dance away
And fall back to the floor...

My knuckles are turning white,
And the gun in my hand grow warm...