I want to say I'm sorry
for acting like a little kid...

She won\'t remember the good you did
she\'ll just remember all the bad...

Depression can get physical
and im my case...it did...

It doesn't always end
right where it began...

I know he saw me falling
I know he saw it all...

It hurts to know your doing wrong
when rights all you wanted to do...

I think you got me where you want me
or maybe not...just yet...

There was this yellow house
and it had a red door...

I still ask about you
but you're not supposed to know...

You say that I can trust you
and that you love me so...

I like the way you kiss
but not your driving wrecklessly...

I feel like giving up rightnow
more than you could ever guess...