Laying here, drowning in lonliness;
depression taking me under...
My scars are getting worse.
The nightmares are becoming more clear...
The blade rests upon my skin
Forward and back it slides again...
Clusters of stars crowd the sky,
I look up as tears gather in each eye...
Your words are worth as much
As the lips they fell from...
Her wrists were covered in scars
Her mind was full of hate...
I feel so numb,
I must be dumb...
I am the razor blade
Touching her skin...
Your Trying To Hide,
All Your Endless Lies...
Warmth envelops me as I fall
Crying out I hear your call...
There's a gun pressed to my temple
So old it doesn't work...
The man that hides his feelings behind the painted...
no one can understand the pain the joker has to...