Tiny purple flowers
upon my window sit...

I wanted the sun to shine on me,
To take my pain and set me free...

Without a hand to guide me
without a light to find my way...

I want you to die,
I don't want you here...

You lost a friend.
Thats not my fault...

The other world,
A mirror outline that deceives...

It still doesn't seem to me like to me you hold...
You say that there is three but there's really...

I want you to know that my feelings are clear.
I'm out in the open I have nothing to fear...

Once upon a time we talked,
And we knew the feelings we each fought...

Way down Deep inside my heart,
Behind a door that's shut and locked...

A blood-red moon, the time is near.
My wrist is cut, the end I fear...

Why should it be like this?
You hold my heart in your hands...