She's an artist
a good painter actually
see that smile on her face
its her most famous piece

I`m at this point in my life,
where i`m just daring someone
to push me off a cliff, just to see
if i`m strong enough to fly

Theres gonna be a murder tonight
the truth revealed from behind her tear filled eyes
she'll show you her beautiful disaster
shes going to be a wonderful suicide

Im Not Even Going To Try And Get Mad Anymore
I Just Have To Learn To Expect The Lowest
From The People I Thought Highest Of

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