Can you stand it anymore?
Leave your thoughts at the door...

Pain surrounds my every action,
I cant handle it anymore...

Staring back in the mirror,
I'm obsessed with my reflection...

She's got the looks,
The blue eyes...

Life would be easier,
If I were just to die...

Mom-
I may not be the person that you always wanted me...

Slit my wrists,
Hope to die...

Dont look at me.
Dont stare at me after you kiss her...

Dancing on the edge of a razor blade,
I find my troubles put to rest...

I so sorry,
After all that I\'ve done...

Well I know it hurts right now,
But that pain will fade away...

She had cute little dimples,
and cute blue eyes...