I don't think you understand
Just how much this hurts...
Here I am again.
Walking this path again...
I miss the way
We used to be...
I'm losing this fight,
that i want to win...
The wind blows away
the young childish memories we once had...
Friends come,
Friends go...
When did you forget to listen to me?
When did you start to push me away...
I remember back in the days when me and you was...
But as time went by it seem like you have changed...
Pick another pastel to shade your life,
Black, white, or the silver of a knife...
This is how the story goes...
she opened her eyes...
I close my eyes,
wonder what things are coming to...
No goodbyes?
girl could this be true...