She was confused
thought he used her like a toy...

My days get longer
as I am thinking of you...

Pitch black
a light turns on...

Tears poured down,
When his words came out...

When life hands you lemons,
Make lemonade...

Whispers turn heads
in an empty room...

No more bells or feet stampering down the halls
no more techers or friends she still recalls...

Heart broken
Tears shed...

Rage strengthens inside
Covering up the fear...

Looking straight through me
With that look in your eyes...