"Red splatter

Pouring my darkness out onto this canvas

And I'm

crazy like a teenage dream,

So don't forget to shut your eyes

With

Wire

From my cross

(the one you made for me last Christmas)

Because I

Will

Never

Be

Anything more than just a girl

Ripping

Out her veins like electrical chords

And

Waiting for that spark.

'You no longer pull all the strings, baby.'"

4/18/2006 11:12am