EDWARD SCISSORHANDS
a sudden cut a harsh snip
regretting that he made the trip
to step out there is all it takes
for him to make more mistakes
blood dripping from his knife
never forgetting their brief life
a sudden second was all they got
this memory can never rot
who could love an unfinished man
who could love those rusted hands
back to the mansion he must go
no one can ever know
i cry for they misunderstand
who could ever love...
...EDWARD SCISSORHANDS...