Blood is pouring
I am crying...

She falls to her knees with tears streaming down...
Looking down from heaven you can finally see the...

I paint on this canvas,
A story in red...

Behind the hair on my face, are these blood shot...
I'm such a disgrace...

I stand here looking down
My knees are weak and my eyes are red...

Nobody knows what I really feel inside,
'Cause apparently I'm supposed to hate you...

Life is slowly slipping away,
I have nothing to live for...

Paper. rock, scissor
I pick scissor...

Do you see the pain in my eyes
Do you see the scars on my wrists...

Grey, clear, red
Grey is the color of the outside sky...

Days go by,
And boy do I wish I was high...

For one day can i wake up feeling beautiful
For one day can you not be mean to me...