I listen to the radio
as the rain pours down...
We always walked close to the line,
the one between happiness and pain...
Katie was understanding,
She really was a great friend...
Once there lived two in loved teenagers who were...
the girl could not get it out of her mind that he...
Another day another cut
Another slice across my wrist...
Death is all around us, and still we dont...
Memories are gathered like a flock of sheep...
There must be something wrong with me.
I have werid thoughts...
Why do I crave the tragic?
That something bad falls through...
The scars on my wrist
Run too deep...
Spinning out of control out of this world punching...
I'd been meaning to tell you,
That I didn't know why...
You hear her cry
When you tell her a lie...