They say if you wish
Upon a shooting star
You wish sure will come true.
But all my stars
Shoot the wrong way,
They shoot away from you…

Don’t you ever wonder
What it’s like to break a heart?
Don’t you ever wonder
Where the pain will start?
Don’t you ever wonder
Who the next heart’s owner will be?
Don’t you ever wonder
If the owner will be me?

Don’t you think
A problem begins
When the voodoo doll of you
Is the one you stick the scissors in?

My special angel has deserted me,
Leaving me on this tower,
With no wings to get me down…

I don't miss you
I never did that.
The blood and cuts here are just from the cat....