Two horses, flying by
Under the sweet Missouri sky...

Before my eyes
My life is falling...

I cut
But...

He cheated on me
While I was gone...

Oh the tangled webs we weave
When we practice to deceive...

Where is the conviction.
Of this furthest mystery...

Where did all this blood come from
Right here on the floor...

How close is close?
Is it too close...

She sighs..
No reason to breathe anymore...

I take All these pills
And shove them down my throat...

His soft, tender touch
On my lips...

This was never the path I wanted
But now Im sick, feeling haunted...