All the Little Dead Girls by Shannon Smith

Every little dead girl
Wants something more
Than what she has.
Every little dead girl
Wishes she had more to her life
Than what she had.
Every little dead girl
Wanted something more
But every little dead girl
Was such a bitchy whore.
Never had enough to live for,
Only had enough to quit.
Took everything for granted,
Made everyone a twit.
From the razors to the natural cause,
Nobody ever paused.
Some paused too often,
Some too early,
And some too late.
The ones that died too often
Never got to pick their coffin.
The ones that died too early
Had too much emotion
So their world went twirly.
But the ones that died too late
Almost had enough to say.
If only they had the chance,
They'd all come back for one last dance.
The dance for all the little dead girls.

A Letter From the Girl in Hell by Shannon Smith

You build me up,
So you can break me down.
You said I could trust you,
But now I don't know...
How much longer
Can we go on like this?
I have issues,
But so do you, witch,
All I'm asking for
Is one last wish.
I'm stuck in this messed up world,
A place that I never
Would've wanted to enter,
Had I known it would end
Like this.
Not knowing the future
Can make you regret the past,
And all I'm trying to do
Is make myself last.
You've known him longer,
But you should always remember
That you were the one
Who got us into this mess
In the first place.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
You're stealing his heart,
So to hell with you.

Death or Victory by Shannon Smith

Let the rain fall down,
And wash away my sanity.
Wash away bad memories,
Cause here it's joy or misery.
Run away with me,
And from this hellish nightmare
We'll flee.
Just me and you,
Out on our own.
Let's get rolling,
Get this adventure started-
All you have to do is answer your phone.
Nothing could be better,
I'm at a highpoint in life...
What's that?
What's that you ask?
Yes someday I'll be your wife.
Pack your bags,
And I'll pack mine.
Trust me-
We'll be just fine.
I can't live without you,
So let's stick together
And pull through.
We can get away from here,
It's brought us nothing
But fear.
Long live
Our memories,
But show us
Our future.
We can do this,
If you just believe
It's death or victory.

Time's A-Tickin (You're the One I'm Missin) by Shannon Smith

Time's a-tickin,
So I'll just keep on singin.
Time's a tickin,
On the clock
On the wrist
That I'm missin.
Some say I miss on purpose,
Just so my time will be
Worth it.
But while you've been here,
All I've done is shead tears.
We've been great friends,
But I thought we could be more than this,
Whatever it is.
You're a theif-
Stealing my time
That I wasted on you,
And stealing my heart
That's been torn apart,
From everything
You've put me through.
Your brown eyes
Stare straight into mine,
And even though mine are blue,
They're still searching
For the best in you.
It used to be so obvious...
What was great,
And what other secrets
Are buried deep
In your soul.
Time's a-tickin,
So you better run...
Time's a-tickin,
So you better hide...
Time's a-tickin,
So you better
Get away from the girl
Who promises
No escape.

Don't. by Shannon Smith

Don't pretend
As if what we had wasn't real;
And if you're going to say anything straight to my face,
Don't lie-
Because I know you're not that kind of guy...
Maybe.
Give an effort
To see through my eyes;
Give an effort
To hold back your spies.
The spies that you sent out,
To watch every little thing I do while out and about.
Don't act like I can still trust you,
After all the hell you've put us through.
But don't act like this is goodbye-
Because if it was,
That would be a lie.
You've done some bad things,
But haven't we all?
Who cares-
Because in the end we'll fall.
But while we're still up,
There are some things to remember...
In life,
There are things that you do,
And then there are the ones
That you
Just
Don't.