This is the story of a girl who loved to cut
she loved to watch her blood pour down her arms...

What do you mean to me?
you mean the world to me...

The game of life we play
but who would play the game of death...

Time is coming...
days go by and by...

Mr.perfect i love you for you
the anger and rage...

Good morning my love
im sorry for the fight...

Angels dont fall in love
with demons but once a angel...

This the start of something new
this is how the story unfolds...

Anger is all you show
you've become so cold...

I sit there
you sit there...

Pain is what i show
embarrasement is what i felt...

Mom? dad? this is me you daughter
this is who i grew upto be...