Hurry Up and Save Me by Shannon Smith

How deep will I have to cut,
To show you I have a problem?
How soon will I have to leave,
To show you I can't move on?
Looking back at the shit that you do,
And everything you've put me through,
I've come to realize
This just isn't working.
So I'll meet you in hell,
Cause I never got help,
Then maybe we can work this out.
All I ever wanted to know,
Was if you truly loved me so.
Now I'll sit here, crying,
So maybe someone'll hear my whining,
And you'll finally realize
You need to stop lying.
Here in the corner,
My blade arm gets even sorer.
You've left me bleeding on the floor,
Cause I can't live like this any more.
My heart's breaking,
My soul's crying,
And even though I'm smiling,
On the inside
I'm quickly dying.

What Have I Done? by Shannon Smith

What have I done,
To the boy wearing #71?
Have I affected him,
Or is it a problem with myself?
It could be both,
But more likely the second...
Never want to say goodbye,
Wish we could last forever,
Never have to sever.
But wishes don't come true,
Everyone knows that.
You might know what to do,
But you're really just a fool.
I want to give up,
I want to go home,
But some part of me,
Just won't let go.
Love like this doesn't come often,
I wish I could say more,
But now I feel like
I'm putting on the final nail
Of my coffin door.
I've had my ups & downs,
You've been there through them all.
Now my faith in you is shaking,
And my judgement's becoming hazy.
You're like a drug;
Calling me closer,
Making me want more...
But when you're gone,
The aftermath's worse than this deadly war.
The war going on between my head and my heart,
The war that's driving us apart.
One side's going to win,
Going to be able to go on with their life,
But one side will lose,
I don't think it'll be you,
So now I'm saying I'm sorry.

Feel the Burn by Shannon Smith

Forget the liar,
That started this fire;
The one that took everything dear to you.
You find a match,
Which makes a flame...
A flame that'll take all the blame.
Blame wrongfully put on you,
The one who never had a clue.
It burns, It hurts...
But it feels better,
Because the cuts never worked.
Cuts never seemed to be deep enough,
And when it failed,
Things only got rough.
If you said goodbye today,
No one would have to worry about tomorrow.
What a fail,
Just remove the veil,
And join the dead instead.
The flame burns slowly but surely,
Damage has been done,
And now nothing's fun.
Not that it was to begin with,
But now it's gone.
Everything fades to black,
Sorry honey there's no going back,
You've lost your mind,
So enjoy the burn
And let everything slip away
Like it was yesterday.
You've lived your only life,
But you thought you'd get it twice.
Well dreams never come true,
So strike the match again and wish you never fell,
Because now you're going to hell.

Crashing Down by Shannon Smith

Just one more night,
For one last fight,
To find out
Who I am
All over again...
One last fight
To found out
What's going on in my head
Right now...
I've done things
You'll never know
And I've said things
You'd never imagine
Coming from me.
Now everyone's after just a girl
Lost in her own world,
Can't tell right from wrong,
Or up from down...
Wanna end all the pain?
Let's do it tonight,
It's alright,
To come crashing down.

Rain, Rain, Go Away by Shannon Smith

Rain, rain,
Go away,
Come again another day.
Or maybe if you would stay,
You could wash all my tears away.
Through all the fights,
Bitching,
Tears,
And moping,
All I've been doing is
Sitting around and hoping.
Hoping for that one hectic storm,
With the thunder,
Lightning,
And all.
Hoping for that one hectic storm,
With the rain,
And hail,
Projecting the color of Gray on my wall.
Gray, my favorite color,
It sort of describes my life;
Not evil and dark,
But not really pure and light.
So rain, rain,
Go away,
Come again another day.
Or maybe if you would stay,
You could wash all my tears away.

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.