I'm so in love, my heart has darkened
I've finally found what I've been looking for
And now it's her I truly love and adore
I'm glad I've found you
You're so adorable...

I'm so happy, my heart is finally happy and beating
I'm so glad it's the love of my life I'm meeting
I am filled with such joy, I feel so young
You will never know the songs that
The birds have screamed and sung
Outside the windows of my heart...

Oh my, I've been listening to Radiohead again
I cannot wait until you come to my apartment
And then we can go to bed again
I see everything in a pinkish-red hue
I thought it would never happen
But I am so dearly in love with you

There is someone living inside of me
They are my darkest peril
And they are trying to destroy me
I wake up from my dreams, and it's pitch black
It's darkness, that I can truly see
It is a reflection of who I can be

But I sit up, and look into the distance
Realizing that there was nothing I missed
In the real world, not anyone or anything
Not the bluebirds outside my window that sing

Nothing.

I hate myself, I want to **** myself, I wish I was dead
Depression and anxiety make me sick in my head
I don't think the real me exists anymore
I think something has taken over me
And my thoughts are not as happy anymore

Everybody run, Simon's got a gun
I'm always wondering why I am here
Always having no one isn't fun
I don't know what my purposes are
For being here, either I've yet to find out
Or my purposes are nonexistent

I'm merely a slave to society
And I'm here to breed and that's all
And kiss women in the rain at Fall
I'm not what you really need

Sometimes I cradle myself, but I can feel myself lurching and stumbling towards a new decade.
Sometimes, I tell myself not to join them, but I can see myself falling victim to their charades
Sometimes, I hurt myself, but I always end up healing
Sometimes, I hide myself, but I always end up needing
Sometimes, I lie to myself, but I always end up apologizing
Sometimes, I fall in love, but I always end up realizing
That the one I deeply love has always been lying
And then I'm the one who always ends up crying

Sometimes, I stand still and shut my mouth, but yet here I am still trying
Sometimes, I starve myself, but I can always feel myself rotting and dying
Sometimes, I can see children playing alone in parks
And worrying their mothers by staying out at dark
Sometimes, I call out to the distant and faint figures
But in the end, I'm always shouting to a mirror

Sometimes, I can feel myself drifting away
Sometimes, I have nothing better to say
Sometimes, I think it's better that way
Sometimes, I think it'd be better if I went away

I bet if we knew each other better, and our skies were blue
You wouldn't have left me, and I wouldn't have lost you
I bet if I said all of my words right and tucked you into bed every night
We wouldn't be arguing on the phone and we wouldn't need to fight...

I bet if I went back in time, and changed everything
I'd keep you under my wing, and to your ears I'd whisper sing...
I bet if I changed everything, I'd have you here with me today
And everything would be better and soothing that way

I bet if I kept my promises, and never ever lied
Then you would've never went with another guy
I bet if I was more stronger emotionally...
Then I'd be all you really need...

I bet if I told you I love you everyday
Then you'd think you're more important
But all I have now is mere empty wishes
And I just really wish you would've stayed...

You are the perils of turmoil.
You are the presence of my prolonged anorexia.
You are the windows with taped foil.
You are the reason for my Chlamydia.
You are the anger in my unholy punches.
You are the sadness of my forgotten loss.

You are the anger hidden in the hollows of my sour rotten skull.
You are the forgotten sunshine and daylight in my nightmares.
You are the glass I drag down my arm which has turned dull.
You are the reason for my sexually transmitted disease scares.

You are the man who rips my joyrides away.
You are the woman who stole my heart away.
These are the games we like to play.
So I feel like offing myself every single day.

You are the perils of depression.
You are the angry perfectionist
You are the sad and crying children.
Because you refuse to listen...

You are the poison hidden in the ice cream
You are the haunting evil in Satan's blackened eyes.
You are the child that your parents are missing.
You are the widow who continues to lie.

I've had to build walls around my true realities
So ignorant people like you could never hurt me
I've had to put up barb-wire fences, around my heart
So beautiful women like you could never break me
I wish I had more plans than all those people
So I wouldn't sit alone in this tall steeple

I'm so ******* lonely, too ******* lonely...
Out of everything, you are in the heart of no one
And nothing...

Ghastly towers, overlapping shadows onto another...
It depresses me so much, all too much...
I miss being cuddled, but I miss being touched...
My skin growing pale, my eyes merely a deeper shade of blue
I wish I could fix myself, turn into something new...
So that way, I'd be perfect for you...

The scarecrow scared my nightmare away
Dreaming of flying in the air, like an airplane
And running through endless deserts, and never stopping
Even when beads of sweat are dropping

The rotten, decomposing core of all my yesterdays, seeming to go away
I can't remember what you look like anymore, and you've seemed to change
Your looks are changing, growing grim, just like mine
I've got to get myself together, back into the narrow line

Dreaming of you, is all I can do
To let out all the feelings I have for you...

Dead souls reprising the hollowed echoes of my suicide
Thumping inside the tunnels, marking sudden genocide
Lonely families gather around, witnessing a terrible act unfold
All the husbands have no jobs, keeping the children shiver cold

Gaunt and pale, sleepy and overtired, clinging to me
Making me think of our future and fantasies
But unfortunately, all of those things can never be
Because all I want to do is hang myself from a tree

I don't want to think about you and me
I don't want you to call me when you think you need me
I don't want you to visit my house  when you want to see me
I wish I was dead, but I guess I will lay here and sleep instead
Sleeping is less painful than having a bullet lodged into your head