You're a sick little girl
oh, yes you are
you've sold your own soul
shattered your own heart
all to be cold
hard as a rock
feeling is too painful
so, emotions you block
you destroy anything beautiful
that crosses your path
you search for their weakness
and use it for laughs
you refuse to break down
you keep it all inside
so no one will ever know
its your heart that you hide
see, it's been broken already
won't take much more
no one can ever touch it
no, you've sealed that door
so, you hide behind your rage
in your broken paradise
you'd rather be alone that hurt
you've chosen your own demise
I'm sorry I can't help you
and I hope you come to see
that the sick little girl
just happens to be
Me.