Daddy, I can’t help but feel that it was...
If I hadn’t begged you to come home early...

I clutch the bottle of gasoline,
Tight in my fist...

I believe Christianity
was started by some men...

Haven't you ever looked,
at the vibrant colors of the world...

I remember the time
We were playing truth or dare...

I just wanna bleed,
cut my insides out for all to see...

You hounded me for secrets,
that I knew you would spread...

Crimson liquid runs
down my wrists...

I can remember his laugh,
his smile and jokes...

Black is the color
that brings you down...

One cut
for every time you've lied...

Did you watch your brother
get murdered...