She sits in a corner all alone,
crying as she cuts her wrist...

As I sit in my room alone
I think about all the things...

Love, dreams, imagination are all nonsense or so...
Unicorns, Fairies, elves are all fables or so...

I look back and see the eyes of my old lover
looking back at me...

What's this feeling,
growing deep in my chest...

Why did you do it?
Is a question I must ask...

Smiles
Raindrops...

Yea, I'm gothic
Yes, she's emo, and...

I don't have a brain so I can't think of you,
I'm blind from looking at your ugly face...

That night was so special,
it was so true...

Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder what my life...
Then I remember that you chose her over me and I...