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And many nights I've screamed into the dark,
begging it to take me, but still I lay here,
bottled up inside, the monster crawling in my flesh
(that you could never kill).

Forever was murdered
with your slow poison
ripping into my skin
seeping only enough
to make me scream in pain,
but sweet death will never
last in your eyes.

You where supposed to be my antidote,
my angel from above,
but why do I feel sick,
and love, why are your wings clipped?

I scratch to your space,
clawing for redemption,
crying for my soul to lay at peace.
Empty, like where you once were.

You said you loved me,
sisters 'till the end,
yet alone I sit by the phone.
Of corse this isn't your fault,
don't worry sweet love,
I only tear at my flesh,
bang my head against the picture you drew,
I'm totally fine.
The beast just wants out,
and for your blood alone it thirsts. . .

I scratch to your space,
clawing for redemption,
crying for my soul to lay at peace.
So empty, like where you once were.

Remember that time, last summer,
I told you I'd always be there?
Tear up the memory,
burn the strands of hair
that still cling to my face,
peel off the skin that once held you,
absorbed your tears.

You won't make me think that this is my fault!

I scratch to your space,
clawing for redemption,
crying for my soul to lay at peace.
Empty, like were you used to be.

You won't pin this blame on me!

ITS NOT MY FAULT!