-it goes   lights out   lights out   lights out for the last time tonight   its too late   save yourself   your bare feet barely make it by   without one cut tonight   these words wont make it right   but we'll make it right...   we're in the bordom killing business   you're only kids but you burn to hear this   words designed to make you feel plastic emotion   in qoutes "cut your wrists"   look deeper and you will find me   hid in the cracks of your makeup   apply it so thick you can hardly see   listen close now and you will find out   we whisper the words that you're thinking inside   and your lips have been burning to say...   your trapped behind your glass wall screaming   the colors play tricks   the lead you believe   that you're stuck...