When I need you
you're never there...

No one wants to know
the beautiful girl...

A cold blooded person
with black hatred so raw...

I am dying bit by bit
each slice of the blade across my wrist...

I've tangoed with guilt
I've waltzed with rage...

As the sun finally sets
into the night i cry out...

She stares at the telephone
not picking up her call...

I let you see me being happy and smiling
I don't let you see me bleeding and crying...

A tear drips down her cheek
its hard for her to admit that shes week...

Holding my breath
a pain in my chest...

I want to lock the bedroom door behind me
And turn the music up...

I hate what I am; what I've become inside
I don't even feel bad all those times I lied...