The pure young boy
I had met years ago...

You though you where the worst part of my life
And you though it would have another impact to me...

Some say they have nothing to lose
They have a perfect life...

Roses were turning black
The sky was dark...

Its a little facked up
And Im waiting here...

I had promise myself not to think about you
I had force myself not to love you anymore...

Years Ive gone trough hell
And you where right beside me for a few years...

This may end up in a love story
I did not mean for it to happen...

Ain't it funny how it is
To see you crying...

Im just a teenager who walks alone
That looks down to the world...

Im not gonna cry
Im not gonna cry now...

Now I dont really know what to say.
Cause two years I had a terrible time...