The Dead Sequence

Rip out my heart and slit my wrists
look into the face of a girl who's already dead
the medications and the pills give me a reason to live but can't destroy the fact that i'm dead inside
my eyes are dead
my lips are a pale blue
stitches cover the remainders of my broken heart
i wish i was dead, oh i wish i was dead
maybe then you'd feel sorry for the way you have treated me
i have no remorse
i have no emotions
he makes me happy when my own family makes me cry
if i can't live in a world with him then i don't want to live at all
scratch out my eyes and tear off my ears
i won't need these where i'm going