just one cut but it wont count
two shots to keep my lunch down
a couple pills and i hope i drown

And i bet you didn't know,
That she cries herself to sleep EVERY,
night thinking of you,
Replaying everything you ever said,
Everything you ever did,
And wondering where she went wrong.

As she sits here in her bed, suicidal thoughts going through her head

She grabs her metal weapon and presses it to her skin

Crimson tears seep through a wound so thin

Another lonely night dripped in regret

To her it's impossible to forget the pain her father caused

As she makes each cut she thinks of her dad

And the past that only holds his memory

Only a few more cuts and soon she'll be dead

All these thoughts going through her head

Will soon be put to rest and buried just like her dead body

It wasn't long til she ended it all

See.                    I'm.                                
No- ­                     fi-                                   I  
   thi                   ne.                             was
     ng                  I'm.                        up
        is    ­            Go-                   rea-
          wro-          od,                 lly
               ng.      Okay            late.
           I had a snack before I came.
             The.                              I'm
       make.               I'm                Just
up.                          Not         ­         Tired.
Makes.                  Broken                      I    
      ­ Me                                           Don't
           Look.                                 Feel
                   pale.                Well.
                   Yesterday was great
              I just.          I'm            I just
          Had.                Ha-            Like
      A bad.                ppy.               The
Sleep.                                               Style.

These are the threads
Of my web of lies
That I build above your heads
Strenghth ending everyday

My common day lies
Spun like spiders silk
Drifting unbroken in the skies
So plain it stands hidden

Entwined strings of excuses
To form a mask from the world
With a million uses
To fake that I am whole

Because I am the spider
Creeping through the day
Dangling off silk as my web grows wider
Trapping all the flies

Roses are red,
                         violets are blue,
                                                     when things fall apart,
                                                                                            love is our glue.