I never realized how much it takes to make me...
Just when I think that I've had enough, there's so...

Scribbles form words.
Words form sentences...

Dark angel on a weeping willow tree,
please uncast your spell on me...

Time to say good bye.
Time to say so long...

I was thinking the other day
about if you died today...

All you do
is feed on...

Your eyes, burn in the back of his soul
when you tell him he's a waste of life...

Let me describe
the words behind my tongue...

Here he sits
in his basement...

Cupid did it again,
he shot his arrow through my heart...

What is pain?
Is it mental and emotional or is it physical...

I'm the girl with the world
that's bigger than me...