HER HEART is emptied
by thoughts of acceptance...

Pain and pride
go hand in hand...

Pardon my manors
I don't mean to offend...

You can pretend to love
you can act like you care...

Dead was the child when finally they found her
Slit was her throat when they lifted her out...

It's the sadness that makes me love you
that makes me question everything about you...

Her eyes are wet with tears
She cries the nights away...

Frequently denying
That your heart is lying...

WHAT!?!?!
have i done to make you hurt me so...

He leaned in
I barely expected it...

Chains, incisions
rattling in my visions...

Chords and wires
wrapped around your neck...