My reasons to live Were my reasons to die But at least they were mine Now I've freedom unbound Cut the laces of life

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

I could have guessed it all along, cuz now some drama queen is gonna write a song for me

Studies show that intelligent girls are more depressed because they know the world.

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.

There is no such thing as justice, all the best that we can hope for is revenge.

And falling's just another way to fly.