She puts her hand in his back pocket.
I know they're going home together tonight.

She's about as predictable as a fortune cookie (everything always ends in bed.)
In three days she'll forget the whole thing. (I wish everything in life was that easy.)

She's upset
Another bad day
Sits on the bed
And cries away

She looks up
Reaches under the bed
Pulls out a small box
Nothing is right in her head

Unclicks the lock
With the small key
That she hides away
Where no one could see

Opens the top
And looks inside
There lies the steel
There lies her pride

Lifts it up high
Stares at the blade
Perfectly shaped
Offering her aid

Looks at the tip
Wipes it clean
All of the crimson
All of her dreams

Puts it to the skin
Right on her wrist
She already knows
Nothing good could come of this

Slow but steady
It glides across
A little to deep
In rememberance a cross

In the graveyard
Across from the sea
All that was destined
Was life not meant to be

She's upset
Another bad day
Sits on the bed
And cries away

She looks up
Reaches under the bed
Pulls out a small box
Nothing is right in her head

Unclicks the lock
With the small key
That she hides away
Where no one could see

Opens the top
And looks inside
There lies the steel
There lies her pride

Lifts it up high
Stares at the blade
Perfectly shaped
Offering her aid

Looks at the tip
Wipes it clean
All of the crimson
All of her dreams

Puts it to the skin
Right on her wrist
She already knows
Nothing good could come of this

Slow but steady
It glides across
A little to deep
In rememberance a cross

In the graveyard
Across from the sea
All that was destined
Was life not meant to be

along the path you set for me,
i came across a skeleton key,
off the side there was a tag,
the words i read seemed to lag,
i caught my breath and read aloud,

*take this key, i have endowed,
find my weakness.... break me down.