She wore her smiles like some girls wore makeup.
She didn't like life, so she wouldn't wake up.
Sleepwalking through the halls you'd see her pass,
Sleepwalking through it all you know it'll never last.
Girl, you can't keep living like this,
Pretending life is bliss,
This is what reality is.
I promise though to you,
Your nightmares are almost through,
But don't let them stop you.
I used the gun in my hand to replace yours.
Carrie didn't like bugs. She detested them in fact. She would constantly brush off her clothes, checking her navy blue plain dresses, over and over and over. She would brush them when she was eating, when she was shopping, when she was with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend's name was Tyler.
Tyler, to put it gently, was not blessed with any intelligence whatsoever. In hindsight, neither was Carrie for dating him, and vice versa.
Tyler was incredibly handsome and rich though, so he sailed through life easily. One day, Tyler got killed.
Tyler got killed by Carrie. She brushed him right off her navy stained dress.
Tyler was stupid to date Carrie.