Four Story Tantrum-The Velvet Teen

she lives in a four story tantrum for a long face the house that her parents hand-crafted for her a trashcan, a toilet is all that she sees inside outside a world that doesn't know her riddle she doesn't need much besides the clothes on her floor and solace in someone with softer remarks the courage to be by herself and be okay this time she just doesn't want to remember at all so don't tell me i'm wrong or right consider yourself for once leave me alone to wrap myself up in my fantasies snap me in half, burn me alive i'll suffer it all for the consequences are nothing at all / just tell it starts all over now life's too hard sometimes you give it your all and all that you get is tired the more that you spend the more all your friends begin to see you erased chastised and chaste from them don't you fear, don't give up it's too late for now, but don't give up it's too late, but don't you fear, don't give up she lives in a four story tantrum for a long face and outside there's no one and nothing