I hate the way you are
You think you are so perfect...

Sometimes in life,
We tend to wake up...

Slit my wrists
Hope not to cry...

She sat in her room,
Cutting her arm...

Away in the distance
I hear the clouds roll...

She walks along this path
With golden hair of sunshine...

Does he think about
All that you've been through...

I decided to go to this party,
This was the night id never forget...

I am confused
This madness is taking over me...

I never thought the day would come When our hearts...

The stars are dull and dreary
Pain and suffering linger...

My life...
Ten easy notches to my wrists...