Its kinda hard to swallow with your hands around my neck.

Your just another pretty faced wh o re who doesnt mean much

I Cant Make It On My Own

The Minutes Are Passing Day And Night Im Trying To Make It Through With All My Might Just To See You One Last Time So I Know Your Mine

But The Beauty Of Grace Is That It Makes Lifes Not Fair

Just call my name you'll be okay your scream is burning through my viens

As i open my eyes trying to remeber were i am i look over and i see my self lying in a crimson pool and it confusses me at first but then i relize... im finally free.

*re-posted*

The rain started coming down hard and the head lines said that a lover died that night.

Ever think of me?...cause i think of you all the time

Ill show you mine if you show me yours first
lets compare scars and ill tell you whos worst.