torn between crying for help- then not lettin them see me sweat... wishin to you I could just run away... To somewhere I still feel sane... 'Cause truth is I've been so goddam lost since that very day- And really I'm wishing that I could just catch a break... It's been HeII every couple days- And now, I'm here broken, expected to carry the weight... feel like I'm digging myself a grave- wanna cry. wanna cave... baby hold me-make me brave, teach me how not to be afraid... I am fine, now don't worry about me, The girl who dreams of death in her sleep. For fear is only a thing that creeps, Until it takes over and knocks you off your feet. Then... drags you down six feet underneath