Her heart shrivled up.
She had cried her eyes out for him...

My heart tangled on a string,
The string grows tighter with every lie you tell...

A single tear fell from her eye,
She feels alone...

I love him.
I love him not...

Perfect at the start,
lost in a game...

My depression,
the monster in my mind...

Your voice is like the scratching of nails on a...
like the screeching of a dying crow...

I'm slipping,
Slipping away from everything that seemed so real...

I brought the blade to my wrist again,
The sound of the music died...

If I cried myself to sleep,
Would you be there to stop me weep...