If you would find a man... I really would jump off of a building.
The 3 of us... No, we wouldn't live together, because darling, I don't like to share.
Especially you. You're mine and you know it. And I'm yours.
Yeah, it's not a very good thing to have an insane girl, who's totally obsessed and in love with you.
I'm in love with you in the most purest, naivest way.

I still think that I'm a burden to you, even if you say otherwise.
The only thing you still don't understand is that I love you more than anything, because you're my everything.
You're everything I want, because you're everything I'm not.

Sometimes... My hands around your throat and I think I hate you.
Sometimes... I need to break away from what's real.

You say you love me, but is that the same feeling I experience towards you?
I'll keep repeating it 'till I break.
But you wouldn't listen even if I told, who the fuck am I to say?
Who am I to you? Another fan? Another mere less human? Another puppet?

Graceful puppet master.
You know what I've done for you, I know the feeling of being in the bottom of emptiness, I know where that path goes.
I don't want to walk down that path ever again. I know that I'll have to, cause insanity and craziness will take me there again.
Will you be there too?

Deep, gorgeous eyes... What do they hide?
Insecurity, awareness?
Never mind the face you put on in front of me, never mind the pain you put me through.

Tell me, damn it ! I'm here. Please... Need me... Cause I don't have any purpose.
Life's meaningless. It's empty. It's not for me. I live for you.
I have my ways of coping with it. Although I know you don't approve.

Blood again. Dripping down. Razor? Yeah sure, what else.
Clinical depression, suicidal thoughts, slit wrists, alcohol in my blood...

Kiss you? Yeah, and get a slap in the face. Thoughts of failure sinking in.
A beautiful lie to believe in.

Empty, nameless, totally insane.
Good points? None found.
Lazy, stupid, absolutely crazy, absent-minded, unpredictable, clumsy, moody, depressed, sad, stubborn, not confident.
Thing like confidence. Never had it, never will.

I want to send you all to hell. See you burning eternally in the flames of the other world.

Hypocrisy. I'm a damn hypocrite -smiling when I want to cry, but who cares?
You? Can't feel it. It's mutual. You don't let it show.

I doubt all of it.

Want to hit my head against the wall. I want to make it bleed.
Bleed forever, 'till there's no blood left in my body, no tears.
Everything's gone a long time ago.

I'm a loser, and sooner or later you know I'll be dead.
Welcome to my world. Do you feel alive? It's all a bad dream spinning in my lonely head.

Nothing left.
The person like me never existed in the first place.
I will disappear- I told you once and I'll say it again.
I was almost there, just a moment away from becoming unclear. Ever get the feeling you're gone?

Maybe you're still not ready to talk about your feelings.
I understand.
I'll wait...

I need you right now, don't act like I never told you.
You're in my veins.