I Am Alice. She is Alice.

My name is Alice.
Alice in the pretty dress
Alice withe pretty face
The dress is a symbol of mess
Hidden pains beneath my face

My name is Alice
Alice in the stone-white house
Loves to sit and think
Alice, Alice. Quiet as a mouse
Of insanity I am on the brink

My name is Alice
Alice with the perfect life
Alice feels all the love
But Alice only loves a knife

My name is Alice
Quiet, solitary
Going mad inside
Pretty as a fairy
I said I was fine. I lied

My name is Alice
My friend is a blade
My mother is night
The deeper cuts I've made
Are for my own good. Today is out of sight

Her name is Alice
Alice with the pretty face
Alice holds a sharpened blade
Her heart begins to race
Look at the trouble she's made
On the floor is blood
She's shed no tears
She's very good
Of death she has no fears

Her name is Alice
My name is Alice
Alice with not a friend
Only feels malice
Alice awaits the end
As it pours over
I weep softly
Scars I no longer have to cover
She stares up thoughtfully

My name is Alice
I got blood on my dress
Her name is Alice
She's no longer a mess