Goodbye morning roseHello vanityCurse that pretty songPut you in this sleepGirl says she wants to dieYou wanna know but you won't ask whyShe laughs at broken bonesYou think she's cool but she's all aloneWalking on our ownWe'll find a hole to call a homeI don't want to goBut our time is running lowEyes will pierce a holeThrough your skin and your jet black soulGoodbye morning rose hello vanityCurse that pretty songThat put you in this sleep