I hear the music
On your dying day...

I'm high on sugar
Lookit this booger...

I know you love her
But why can't it be me...

I was scared out of my wits
As I curled up my fist...

My heart is yours to configure
Warp it to any shape you like...

He looks at me and scowls
Because of the way I look...

I'm going to take a rifle
And start shooting you in the head...

White sheets
Black blood...

The birds flying in the field
The children running on the grass...

I'm okay
It's just a scrape...

Since when has the grass been green?
Since when has the sky been blue...

Once when I was little
I wanted to paint my face...