The Carnival of Terror
What a fearful place...

Roses are Dead
Violets are Crushed...

I'm going to draw a picture
I'm going to draw it on my wrist...

I look at you in rapture
I look at you in pain...

I'm just a girl who has a messed up life and can't...
x.x.x.x.Quit Stitching Me Upx.x.x.x...

I run to you, arms held out
But you ignore me...

I work so hard to avoid you
Now that you know how I feel...

Stuck inside my own mind
Screaming, but with no effect...

Who?
It's quite obvious, it was you...

I was bred to fight
I was born to kill...

I take off the mask, and the truth hits me hard
And because of that truth, now I am scarred...

Why can't I be with you
Why can't I bleed with you...