Fake smiles and laughs,
the demons in her head, demanding to be heard. Demanding to be heard.

Heart broken and sad, cries herself to sleep- monsters not just under her bed. Under her bed.

There's a pounding in her head. "Please get out!" She screams, at the top of her suffocating lungs.
You can't escape this town. The battles in your head, oh the battles in your head.

"Help me out!" She screams while she grabs her head and falls to her knees. "This is killing me! This is killing me!" "Help me out!" She screams while she grabs her head and falls to her knees, "This is killing me! Why won't this kill me!?"

Her neighbor who loved her but was too scared to speak, fell to his knees, when he heard the news. The beautiful girl down the street was murdered, by who he would meet, while he sat in the church room, mourning by the casket of the girl he wanted to be his wife.

"Help me out!" He screams while he grabs his head and falls to his knees. "This is killing me! Why won't this kill me!?"