Sad little girl lying alone, In a broken lonely home. Her scars have faded but the thoughts still sting. And she whishes the words would die and fly away. she talks to her friends, that live in her head, eating their lies as she slowly dies.
I slowly fall into an absence, And feel, for once happy. A happy that comes from me knowing I am now allowed to not feel anything. And yet this feeling is a feeling that I don't really feel. But its there, even though its not really there.
Gloomy weather so I steal your sweater, And we would hold each other all night as you embrace me tight. As we gaze into the emptiness and forget the past, You take my hand and whisper words so sweet. Always and forever.
And so she cried, day by day And needless to say It never went away. And now her heart beats sick and sore As she bleeds out on the floor. Oh crimson blood, I love how you flow, Ever, ever, ever so slow.
Touch my skin it will tear, take my heart and we can share. Kiss my lips they will quiver, hug me darling make me shiver. Be the boy I can't be without, be the word i hate to speak about. Grab my hand squeeze it tight, Take me home be mine tonight.