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