Then I Break A Glass And I

Nothing In My Life Has Ever Made Me Want To Commit Suicide More Than People's Reaction To My Trying To Commit Suicide.

And If I End Up With Blood On My Hands, Well I Know, That You'll Understand, 'cause I Fight Like A Girl.

What If I'm An Angel Without Wings To Take Me Home?

I Could Have Guessed It All Along, Cuz Now Some Drama Queen Is Gonna Write A Song For Me

Ea: Is It The Smoke That Smells Like Vanilla? Audience: Yeah. Ea: Yeah, They Do That To Mask The Chemicals That Are Actually Killing You.