Broken

Those are not my words
Those are not my actions
I have never said such things
Done such things
I am not that boy

Those are not my clothes
Not my CDs
This is not my home
And I am nothing of yours

Her power is empathy
But my feelings,
Oh, she'll never comprehend

My powers are violent
So are my actions
I've broken her
Over and over again
Yet she forgives
Over and over again

I could die
And she would weep for me
After all I've done,
She remains a faithful friend

We'll always be this
Strangers and psychos
And we'll never change
Our Emilie Autumn ways
We will always remain this way
Broken and bleeding