Crimson scars upon my wrists
Leave me so emotionless...

She's a stereotype
Conformed, fit into a mold...

Lightning crashes
You tumble through the door...

It's all in the emotion.
Friends are soon enemies, with hated devotion...

Don't worry about me,
It's all for your sake...

I sit in this world of hollow dark,
Searching for something more than this...

"And I could tell you,
His favorite colors green...

Why did you do that?
I understand you're alone...

A spoonful of sugar
Is what you've given me...

Her love killed him
So she killed herself...

My little old friend
A bit useless since we last met...

Do you enjoy killing me?
Making me wait...