Tears Fall Like Raindrops,
While The Blood Runs Down My Wrists, Trickling...
Pump the drugs
Through my veins...
I'm not the kind of girl.
Who cries over a boy...
The forecast is predicting thunderstorms.
but the rain had started long ago...
She is my good friend
but i feel much more...
I never told you to lie to me,
Or to say that I was your only one...
Call me cruel in your snaky lisp
Let your disgust flow over my weary flesh...
I want you back
I hate myself when your not around...
He loves me, he loves me not
Did he love me? Or was it a thought...
As my heart slowly crumbles
into many small pieces...
The times we used to have
When everything was ok...
As I sit here with this hole in my heart
wondering how it all fell apart...