Disclaimer: I do not own Edward Scissorhands.
They treated you with kindness
Then treated you with hate.
Why is this your dark fate?
You were scared and alone.
Till she came along
She took you home.
Everyone was interested in you.
The way you moved
The art you did do.
Till that one night.
You only did what she asked.
Then that woman had to lie.
You try to put it in the past.
Now you hide away.
Slowly carving with your hands of steel.
Why does your fate have to be real?
You look down into the town.
The one you left and the one you loved.
Why is this your dark fate?
AN: So what'd ya think?