Black is the dress that hits the ground
Cold are the bodies that lie around...

When I make a cut
I do it with pleasure...

A baby bird jumps from the nest, and spreads its...
Eventually the baby bird climbs back into the nest...

As I sit there all alone
I think about the tone...

Life starts only once
The clock ticks only once...

I thought to long
And now I'm wrong...

I hate thee with all my heart
As it stings and begins to start...

I am stuck inside
Waiting to break free...

Is it so wrong to want to be loved?
To remember a time...

Through thick and thin
And till the end...

I look up to you
Your always there...

Everything I know is wrong
And this has gone on far too long...