(911 Song by Ellise Lovelock)

"Don't think I can take it." I sing. 

I was sitting in the corner. 

"With every drama a piece of me dies. Like some kind of sadist. I think that he likes to see the pain in my eyes. He knows that I'm lovesick. He gives me a promise that I would be alright. We both know it's bullshit."

I stand up. 

"The longer I'm with him the less I'm alive. Doctor's on the other line, 'cause he's not coming home tonight. And I just took my very last pill. Need something to numb the pain. Demons knocking on my brain. I think they're coming in for the kill."

I look at myself in the mirror. Black lines of makeup were like tear stains. 

"911, I need someone. My baby plays me like a game. I'm not having fun. 911, tell him he's why my heart is always aching. And I gotta be done 'cause I, I, I gotta lose my guy. Or I'm, I'm, I'm gonna lose my mind."

I start undressing. I take off my shirt. I take off my leggings. I enter the shower. It's a wooden open pipe that sprays hot water down like rain. It's pretty cool especially since we don't have anything like it at home. 

"You must think that I'm crazy. Well, he does too so I guess that makes three. Need someone to save me. I'd really appreciate if you'd intervene."

I sit down in the shower. I look at my hands. Tears started sliding down my face. 

"Doctors on the other line 'Cause he's not coming home tonight. Can't seem to find my bottle of pills. Swear to God I'm not insane. The voices only say his name. When I'm starting to think that they're real."

I let out a scream. I stand up. Have to get this over with.

"911, I need some (need someone). My baby please me like a game. I'm not having fun (not having fun). 911, tell him he's why my heart is always aching. And I gotta be done 'cause
I, I, I gotta lose my guy. Or, I'm, I'm, I'm gonna lose my mind." 

I exit the shower. I look at my back. So many scars. Val and the others think that blood makes me look hot. I put on my leggings and my shirt. 

"911, I need some (need someone). My baby please me like a game. I'm not having fun (not having fun). 911, tell him he's. Why my heart is always aching. And I gotta be done 'cause (gotta be, gotta be done)"

I walk to the stage. I see him with a demon girl. Smoke was all around him. I let out a breath. 

"I, I, I gotta lose my guy (I, I). Or, I'm, I'm, I'm gonna lose my mind." 

I smile at the audience with sparkly eyes.