I remember when we first met, it was in 5th grade...
I remember during sixth grade we were best friends...
I thought you were my friend.
I guess not...
Is it fine?
Do you like it there...
I had this friend, whom was not a real friend.
Secrets he shared...
You went and left me bleeding.
All alone again...
They hate me,
and I hate myself...
Its not my fault
that you turned on me...
The song races through my mind,
The memories and things I've left behind...
Im sorry
If I hurt your feelings...
I don't even have to look in your eyes,
I can tell everything you say is all lies...
Sitting in the classroom,
Overhearing your conversation with others...
You held my hand when i was sad,
You held my hand when i was mad...