Look at me fly,
Look at me die...

I killed someone tonight,
Someone that I hate...

You say you hate to see me cry,
Than you turn away...

Dear blade of mine,
I'm beginning to beg...

Its harder that I thought to fly,
To let go of the tears that I cry...

I am a punk,
I have seven earrings in one ear...

Maybe if you see my tears,
You'll actually know I hurt...

I rip away, my innocence,
My thoughts so pure...

I don't know why I even try,
To stop these tears that I cry...

Tear stained angel,
With broken black wings...

I hate what I am,
I hate what I see...

I stare out my window,
To the icy cold rain...