My dad expects me to be perfect,
and to always be his little girl...

I can't believe you,
You used me like some b*t*h...

Roses are red,
Violets are blue...

What are these strange feelings I get,
Everytime I see you...

You may think,
I deserve better...

Why can't you understand?
That I can never be...

When I first met you,
I never thought we'd get this far...

Pressure
stress...

Why can't you stay out of my head?
Why can't you get out of my heart...

You may think it's OK,
To mess with me this way...

I got so scared,
And a lil i cut...

Here I am,
Just me alone...