Please help me
Hang the stars upon tonight and I will help you
Break your wings and learn to fly
Fly for the heavens angels will lift you up
And help you fly over me
You don’t have to cry for me

(Chorus)

But you can cry for the angels, they live and die for you
They even cry for you at night, their tears stain the sky

Please help me
Light the stars up in the sky
And I will help you take my hand and try to try
Try to find the angels
The ones that might die for you and me
You don’t have to cry for me

(Chorus quiet)
(Chorus loud)

Please help me
Burn out the stars that light the sky
And I will help you
Close your eyes and learn to cry
Cry for the angels the ones that rescued you
And hung the stars for you and me
You don’t have to cry for me

(Chorus)

My cold hand and my raw vein
My lust and my love is equivalent to pain
My premature beauty and my broken heart
My eyes and my claws will rip you apart
My blind eye and my deaf ear
My confidence and perfection is equivalent to fear
My life long forgotten and my words never said
All of our memories are lost in my empty head
My stupidity and boredom with nothing to do
My ugliness and flaws are equivalent to you
My perfect reflection, through a broken mirror
My eyes glued wide shut to watch you disappear
My shattered pieces and my brand new life
Is equivalent to my blood dripping from your knife
My walk inside cupid’s heart killing what I for love
Maybe I’m insane, or maybe it’s the drugs
My gutless body and my open sores
Is equivalent to nothing I’ve felt before
My angel eyes and my showing stars
My honesty and lies fit in with my scars
My wounded soul and my broken bones
Are equivalent to the crown I stole to wear on my throne
My freshly cleansed body and my purified soul
Feels better when I’m dirty, digging my own hole
When I look in the mirror and I am all that I see
It guess only myself is equivalent to me