You really should stay away from me, because maybe I'm not the person everyone thinks.
I dream too much, and my nightmares have finally become reality.
It's all a bit tragic, really, isn't it.
In the end, promises are just words and everyone has a dark side to their personality.
How embarrassing to be human, forever writing a story in my head.
Soon we'll see creation come undone, because we're all just stories in the end.
Violets Are Blue
Your Blood Is Red
The Window Is Open
I'm Under Your Bed