"If home is where the heart is, I guess I...

Torturing Pain
Surrated knife...

Short and sweet...

You're all alone, swollen up with hate.
Fighting against what seems to be your fate...

The wounds still sting
The blade still shines...

Sitting alone in the dark
I become someone else...

*Liss*
You are the one who listens...

Why does it have this much power
Why so much control...

I want to curse,
To run so far away...

Have you ever had a friend
That drowns in their pain...

Happiness knocks,
But she locks the door...

You don't know me.
Don't think you do...