The darkest of my bitter wilted days
Should of been ruined by the scars...

As the wind blows on,
the time flies by...

I hate my life,
Always wanting to take that knife...

I have a secret
So deep and bold...

Since you’ll be leaving
Promise me...

Sitting upon the grass
It's just my friends and I...

She's the demon inside your head
She's the monster under your bed...

She can feel the pain
and also the sorrow...

You lay there,
In the grass...

Wondering why,
I ever opened up to you...

I hope you're happy,
Because you got what you wanted...

Months pass by,
And you're thinking...