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Oh you humans,
You're brilliant!
~The Doctor

Oh, oh oh how was I supposed to know
That you were o-o-over me?
I think that I should go. (Go!)
Something's telling me to leave, but i wont.
'Cause I'm damned if I do ya, damned if I don't.

 

Because I'll never let this go.
I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone.
But now I feel like I don't know you.

 

Like a game of chess,
I predict your move.
I thinkI know you better,
better than you do.
I'm sick of feeling weak,
forgotten and confused.
Sick of losing sleep thinking about you.

Because one day
I'll leave you a phantom
To lead you in the summer
To join the black parade

They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you.
Because they sleep woth a gun
And keep an eye on you son
So they can watch all the things that you do.

Just this once, Rose. Just this once, everyone can live. ~the Doctor

Roses are red, violets are blue,
sugar is sweet and perhaps so are you.
But the roses have wilted, the vilets are dead,
the sugar bowl is empty, your wrist are stained red.
The sun isn't shinning, the sky isn't clear;
there's no silver lining cause you're no longer here.
Rain keeps on pouring, there's no end in sight,
you lay there frozen, so far from the light.
Your beauty's unreal, your smile the sun,
but time can't be turned nor your actions undone.
The words that you wrote that only I read,
"I love you so much; don't cry when I'm dead."
A bond that we formed, a love that ran deep,
a pain that we shared, a friend that I could keep.
I wanted to hold you, wipe the tears from your eyes;
been there the moment you said your goodbye.
I want to forget but most times I don't,
I want to let go, but I know that I wont.
Tears on my face, memories burned in my head;
the roses have wilted, the violets are dead.

~For anyone who knows someone who commited suicide~

 

Desperate, I will crawl
Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love.
Die for anyone
What have I become?

Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
As I burn another page,
As I look the other way.
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
-Breaking Benjamin