maybe my time comes when yours is over

what is the point of living when everything is perfect
when the sky is always filled with beautiful stars
the boys and girls they all liked her, everyone did

this girl had flowers in her hair but demons in her head
she had long purple hair what made her look like fairy
she always was a little bit more magical than the others

it was the past that was following me
a one way ticket straight down to hell

it was that moment when I looked Lucifer right into his eyes
I knew there was no turning back, my soul was forever his

this girl was too young to be this sad, too wonderful to be this mad

she was only seventeen
and her world was made of lies
living on the streets, trying to survive

her smile was always gold
her tears were always silver

but her heart was darker than the deepest sea

a million shining diamonds

we are at this point were I could call you my bestfriend
but I am not doing that because I dont want you to be

I could write songs about you and your pretty blue eyes
I could write stories about you and your clever mind

these kids get a little bit to wasted when the sun goes down
and the worst thing is that they dont have a reason not to be
they have parents who don't give a **** so why should we

it's okay not to be okay but there is a line you can cross

the sun goes down and Ill be standing there on the edge
wearing a black dress with dead flowers on it, red lips, sad look
if it wasn't for you I was the first person to jump

the whole concept of dying doesn't even scare me anymore
my demons took that part away from me when I was young

maybe it was the way you looked, but I don't think so
maybe it was the way you kissed, but I don't think so

it was everything what made you not like the others
because you give me butterflies and I want to **** them all

darling my heart isn't save in your hands

She stared blankly at me
Her beautiful bold eyes
Deep down she was in pain
She was rejected by society
Was she good enough?
Her big curly Afro
Her smooth face
The mark above her lip
She stared and I stared back
I wonder what she saw

it was on this summer day in the middle of August

I saw you standing in the middle of the city
you were surrounded by all kinds of people
but I only had eye for you, you were so beautiful

in my dreams you were talking to me
in my dreams everything was alright

yesterday I saw you again, standing in the city
playing music on your guitar, the streets were your home
and I was singing along with the sound you made

two kids not realizing what was coming
our love was like a pink flower field
we were beautiful but we were dying

that day I saw you standing there
I knew everything was going to change

it was a road that led nowhere
but all I wanted to do is go there

I can't do this anymore
The lies that have been said
Is bringing me to my knees
I can't see an end
So i think I'll make my own