Water cascades over the fall
As I wonder...

Here i am, in this hospital bed,
seemingly dead...

I walk alone
down this empty street...

The folk who look happiest,
And those who seem bright...

I walk along quickly, a brisk cheerful pace,
And people smile back at my going out face...

Love is a disease that poisons the mind,
A virus that takes over and kills...

Ill do anything, everything, to keep you away,
I'm here with that knife, so you had better pray...

I glow in the yellow sunshine
As my crimson lips open and say...