Grabbing the blade
don't be afraid...

Nine stories up looks so much fun
look over the edge...

I look in the mirror what do i see
i see somebody that doesn't look like me...

Drip drop
I hear the pitter patter of rain drops...

These are fragile times we're living in
and i think I'm falling apart...

Your fingers trace my palm
As my hand runs against your cheek...

Tears falling from my eyes
Crying to the deep blue skies...

Broken are the dreams I seek
Hidden at the bottom of the peak...

He wanted it to end
Even though they hurt him...

My brother wants to kill me
Of this there is no doubt...

Your jealousy prevents me
From doing what I want...

It's about time we settle the score
Because my wounds have started getting so soar...