Oh look at the rain
Do you think its depressing...

No I dont want your sympathy
Youre raging words or third degree...

I'm amazed as this paper's touching pen
that I've been, swept off my feet again...

Listen out, into the night,
Can you hear my pain...

I live in a city
A city of bruising...

The curtains still are drawn
I never wanted to wake up...

Kill me, hurt me, forget me, please me,
cut me, stab me, sheathe me, tease me...

Can anyone see me as I die?
Wipe my face when you see me cry...

I know that I’m different,
Stand out from the crowd...

She burns out eyes like gin on wounds
Upon a tide of those whom swoon...

The time has come,
My heart’s taken over my brain...

I have this feeling,
It feels like wow...