Simply put, if you are a Wayward Victorian Girl, I'll find you.

I am my heart's undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.

For this freedom I have given all I had For this darkness I gave my light For this wisdom I have lost my innocence Take my petals And cover me with the night

What if I'm an angel without wings to take me home?

I've learned that I work best when I'm entirely naked. The recording process was done that way.

Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

If you're going to die, then die. If you are going to live, then fight.