All I ever done was go orphanage to orphanage. I finally come to one and Miss Cooper said she would keep me. One night, Miss Cooper died, so we got a new headmistress. She was strange, and different. She would sing a song before we went to sleep and the following morning, someone would be dead. Go to sleep and close your eyes Dream about broken butterflies That tore their wings against a thorn You know the pain they have endured Sliver metal that shines so bright Scarlet blood that feels so right Dream that blood trickling down And waking up before you drown Moonlight shining all of your tears As you bleed out all your own woot jeers Tonight when you start to cry Whisper this before you die Hush-a-bye baby, you're almost dead You have no pulse and you pillow is red Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed Sleep tight with a knife cause that's all you need Rock-a-bye baby, broken and scarred You didn't know that life was so hard Time to end the pain you hid so well And down you come baby, straight down to hell