Feeling so happy and so real
All this likeness i do feel...

Her heart was first broken as a little kid
It was broken by what her father did...

In her little tomb she lies with a fixed smile
In her little tomb she's been waiting for awhile...

She sits and locks her tears in;
No one would suspect her pain...

All day i cry
My life is a lie...

Fake smile on my face
Knowing life is just a waste...

Once again I am alone
Sitting in my room with the phone...

Was she ever really there
Did they even really care...

~Shivering hard deep inside
Thinking of whats on my mind...

Her wonderful knife fell out of her bloody hand
She was pronounced dead and buried it this land...

Sitting here with a blank head
Thinking of what there is to be sad...

Slashing my skin
Bleeding my tears...