Through Others, We Become Ourselves.

Electra, oh Electra, how did you get this way? Your heart was stolen, And now it's all broken, Everything's slipping away. You turned off your little electric heart, And the last hurrah is here to stay. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Welcome to the life of Electra Heart, your dying beauty queen. But she wasn't always like this. You may know her as the sad to the core Primadonna, the on-the-run Homewrecker, the suicidal Teen Idle, or as the suburban Housewife, but either way, they all make up Electra Heart- the archetype loving person who lights blind. All you know about her is her Archetypes, but this is the real account of how she became the way she was, and the way she ended.