My favorite place
in this world...

My head is screaming
but my heart doesn't understand...

"have a heart!" you say
but can't you see...

My heart is black and blue
i guess a card is in order...

I'm sick of my heart
being abused...

I hold him in my arms
and i am in his...

She's laying there
on the floor...

I built a house
with walls so thick...

This creature that lives within me,
with it's dark black, dripping fangs...

Mondays smell like burning
saturdays taste sweet, like honey...

I wanted to celebrate
and all you wanted...

My story is moving way too fast
my life is flying past...