Fairy tales are wrong,
Someone has to die...

My eyes are blacking over,
My wrists are crying red...

She felt it in her throat,
She felt it in her heart...

Curled up alone,
Cant sleep tonight...

Its everything about you,
That makes me feel this way...

She was only 15,
Way to young to die...

A song between lovers,
A heart so pure...

Turn around and look,
What have you done to me...

I cut in deep,
And kissed the blade...

You know...
I miss the times we only had eyes for each other...

Tears in my eyes,
Blood on my wrists...

She hurt so much,
Deep down inside...