Sleep my baby... and don't forget...
Tonight you might as well be dead...

Hidden in your castle walls,
I find my fate, and start to fall...

Your always there,
Sitting near the oak tree...

I sit and wait and wonder alone,
When will you come back to me...

I didn't do it, I swear.
But the memory comes back to haunt me...

I was pushed off a cliff,
Into the ocean...

One Cut, Two Cut, Three Cut, Four
Cut Here, Cut There, Cut Everywhere...

You confuse me,
I confuse me...

Bit by bit my life is being torn to peices.
Shredding and tearing all the happiness away...

Down to the bottom of my darkness... I fall...
Not sure how to stop...

There, standing,
in front of his canvass rested on it's easel...

Freakishly gorgeous,
I stand here in awe...