Jun 26, 2007 10:22
I love my self destruction
And I love the way I scar.
I love the way I cross the street
I'm begging now for more.
I wish that I could stop
But insanely I would be
My blood flows out my pain
And I know it's all I need.
I don't expect someone like you
To really understand
Your perfect life was sweet
And so lovely you will be.