You could have been anywhere,
Memories can hurt...
Can you pretend to be,
the perfect one for me...
You gave me a pink rose and said:
I like you...
Minutes have turned into hours
Hours into Days...
I've got to get away from this place
Get away from all the pain...
Lyeing here stareing up at the wall
thinking silently...
Roses are red violets are blue I'm in love but not...
Since you ended you and me
I tried to filter your memory...
I was miserable and paining
And waiting for you, for sure...
It's just a matter of time,
To heal a broken heart...
It was such a pretty nice day,
when Lynnette when out for a date...
I'm falling in a nightmare,
That I can't escape...