• i can still remember what your face looked like when i told you i wanna have a fate strung in damned red lace.
    chorus-theres a knife in my hand and my wrist at the other end. should i do it? should i go? what do i have worth living for? tell me!!! tell me!! tell me what there is for me! tell me!!! oh tell me!!! tell me who's here for me...
    i dont see you running up to me. i dont see you even caring. not even begging at me feet saing dont.. do.. it.. there's nothing in it for you..