And everytime i try to give up
hope whispers try one more time

Not everyone is meant to live,
Not everyone is meant to give,
Some are meant to die,
Therefore I will never question why

I'm a strong girl, keeping my shit in line
even when the tears are streaming down my face,
i still manage to say the words, "i'm fine"

Dolled up hair, fake skin on...baby your just a make up kind of beauty

Her arms now full of lines, Her artistic way of doing things, Instead of complaints and whines

They don't know, in her skin razors sink.
The crimson color flows as she kneels over and cries.
She breaths her last few breaths.
This is her suicidal good-bye

Sitting in the blood on the floor,
im sorry daddy this wasnt meant to happen.

Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to mourn yet another empty soul for whom death was the only way out.

BOY:: what should i do?
GIRL:: just follow your heart
BOY:: what do you think my heart says?
GIRL:: i don't know... im not your heart
BOY:: your most of it

Broken knuckles. broken heart
i fell in love, then fell apart