Didn't you know
I'm already dead?
Sitting at home
With a gun to my
Head,
Flat on my bed
Paint the walls
Red
Thinking of how many ounces I've bled.
I think to much of the things that will hurt me
Waiting for my only hope to desert me
Fix me
Break me
Never let him take me
Love me
Hate me
Make the devil rate me
Make me
Bake me
Don't let him burn me.
Hit me
Rape me
Don't let him earn me.
