This world is full of idiocy,
words are misinterpreted faster than the speed of...

Gotta love it
Oh you love it...

Curtain rises, start the scene
Are you ready for the show...

I'm not satisfied with your hurtful words
Or maybe lack there of...

A flower blossomed in the spring
It was colored black, a deathly shade...

In this crimson soul
Tears they fall free...

A sporadic ring of memories
A heart it starts to bleed...

She used to be so innocent, so...
She was thought of as an angel...

Look at my scarred soul
you'll see it cries...

I'm sorry that I hurt you * I'm sorry that I cried...

This can't be happening
I can't be losing you...

Sitting here scared
I know what's to come...