She was born with a ghost's face and name
Audrina Adare sometimes felt insane
She played lonely games with paint and stained glass
Paper dolls in the attic held a clue to her past
Porcelain skin, violet eyes and her long chameleon hair
Such beauty to behold it must have made them stare
Audrina, Audrina, Audrina Adare
Too pretty, too wicked, too lost to care
Audrina, Audrina, Audrina Adare
Too tortured to trust you, too much damage to repair
She sees in the mirror an imprint of the dead
Time and space run circles inside of her head
A knock at her door sends chills up her spine
Oh dear it's daddy and he says it's time
Locked in a shrine of a ghost with her name
Into the rocking chair where spiders remain
Audrina, Audrina, Audrina Adare
No one will love you, no one will care
Audrina, Audrina, Audrina Adare
No one will save you, no one is there
Memories begin to cloud her mind
She's always been afraid of what she may find
Whatever happened under a golden tree
Audrina is dead, Audrina is me
Who heard me screaming on that rainy day
Audrina is wicked, Audrina must pay
Audrina, Audrina, Audrina Adare
Blood on her legs and torn underwear
Audrina, Audrina, Audrina Adare
Two becomes one, a living nightmare
