She's dead on the bathroom floor.
the blood creeps up inside of her...

My feeling is gone away.
it won't even wanna stay...

Kindergarten is a place.
where you run your imagination...

She draws a paper heart.
shades of pink to red...

The pain is gone from the hurting.
the scars show but i don't look...

Life takes a hard fall inside of us.
yeah this could be bull.l shi.t...

I begin to realize how stupid i am.
how stupid i begin crap without...

Washing myself with the towel.
i look down at the scars...

I begin to bit my nail.
because i don't want to tell...

So you tell her she's pretty.
but you told me the same thing...

I lost something that i shouldn't.
that i shouldn't got attached to...

It's staring at me.
in pointed edge is coming near me...