• Why, why do you always jump to conclusions?
    Why, why do you always accuse me of negative actions?
    Why, why do you cause my heart this confusion?
    Why, why do you make me out to be an attraction,
    Why do you always hurt me like this?

    Treating me like I'm part of a freakshow,
    Yet claiming to love me, for I am one of your own.
    You tell me these things, yet you lie to my face.
    Beating me until my spirits are low,
    My heart, slowly turning harder than bone.
    And if it was my choice, I'd vanish without a trace.
    So I ask you again, Why do you hurt me like this?

    I'm turning, spiraling ever downward,
    My heart feeling as if it was pierced by a sword.
    Hard as a rock, and chilled to the bone,
    I'm honestly happy that I'll die here alone.
    As I slit my wrists and let flow,
    The crimson liquid of life as my head falls low.
    Embracing death in this final hour,
    Stopping the quest onward for I've no more power,
    And with my final words I do ask you this,
    Why, why do you hurt me like this?