Justin,
Every time I hear that you have been smoking or that you got high,
It makes me wanna cry,
All the pain that you put me through never shows,
Even though I know it\'s waiting to blow,
It kills me day after day to hear that your wastin\' your life away,
Your worth more but when I go to help all you seem to do is show me the door,
And still you ask why I stay, Y I put up with you,
And the reason I do is because,
I Love You!
