I'm Picking Up The Pieces,
But They Just Keep Falling Down...

Another Fight Is Coming Her Way
She's Not Sure How To Get Away...

Wrath Is What They Call Me, Child.
Won't You Let Me Stay A While...

A Knife Is Pressed Against Your Throat
As Blood Runs Down Your Neck...

I Don't Know Why I Did It,
But Now I See The Truth...

She Clenches Her Eyes Shut
And The Screams Get Even Louder...

I Think That You Should Know, Although You Won't...
I Wish The Worst To Come To You For What You Did...

I Want To Say I'm Sorry
I Feel So Much Regret...

In This Desperate Hour
I Call For Your Attention...

Last Night I Sat On The Grass
Watched Each Firefly That Passed...

It's Crossed My Mind A Few Times
And Suddenly, I've Come To Find...

You Stumbled In The Door,
Bottle In Your Hand...