Crying, sobbing, hurting.
Lies and rumors
Freaks and witches
Tell me darling,
Is it that you want to be alone?
That other side is dark and dull
It hurts you more than people do
You'll get betrayed, sold, hated.
Oh darling,
Is it that you want to leave?
The other side will kill you
And no one will show up
At your funeral
Because the dark side is the world
The world in which we all get hurt
