Sweet vengeance running through my veins,
Shedding tears of laughter and pain...
"The sky is darkened by black clouds
The fertile land, made of crimson ice...
As mascara stains my pillow,
I lay here tired and lost...
See what you caused me, you caused me to carve...
you caused me to cut my wrist just for you...
I told myself you would be back..i kept waiting...
Shes been lied to,
Used...
My razor blade,
It's my only true friend...
She says it doesn't hurt enough to even make her...
But the pain she has is bad enough that her dreams...
The river i formed with the tears i cry
the blood that came pouring out my wrist...
Pain
searing through all my brain...
Tears slowly form, and run down my pain sighted...
Ashamed of what I've become...
Don't worry I'll be fine
She says on the phone...