| There came a point in my life, when I became really sad
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| I used to be so afraid that nothing would change
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| So I ran to the wall, climbing, hoping I’d fall
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| And I mean it, I mean it that I will finally change
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| I had that look in my eye, the night I finally died
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| I said that everything’s scary, and people will change
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| They leave bodies in ditch, they love quivering lips
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| They love violence and terror
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| God, I hope you don’t change
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| You’re so lovely, while I’m so ugly
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| And you say softly, that you don’t want me
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| It’s easy to pick up, you’ll never grow up
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| Easy to break up, my life is broken now
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| Lay down, break for I build my house
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| On my own hill, without you all
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| There came a point in your life, when you became really sad
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| You used to be so afraid that nothing would change
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| So you ran to the wall, climbing, hoping you’d fall
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| And I mean it, I mean it that I will finally change
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| You had that look in your eye, the night I finally died
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| You said that everything’s scary, and people will change
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| They leave bodies in ditch, they love quivering lips
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| I love violence and terror
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| God, I hope I don’t change
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| You’re so lovely, while I’m so ugly
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| And you say softly, that you don’t want me
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| It’s easy to pick up, you’ll never grow up
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| Easy to break up, my life is broken now
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| Lay down, break for I build my house
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| On my own hill, without you all
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| Hang with the good girls, never with the bad ones
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| Sleep with the hot guys, never with the nice ones
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| Base all my choices off of my friendships
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| Wear lots of makeup, don’t think they notice
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| I am the anger, I am the motive
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| I am the trigger, I am the bullet
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| I am the Mary, I am the Zoloft
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| I am the last call, I am the one off |