Tiny markings on her arms
that no one can see...

I don\'t want to be here anymore
i hate this Flipping town...

She sits on her bed
thinking about life and death...

It all started one night at a party
I knew that it was wrong...

There are cuts on my arms
But no one seems to care...

Your great blue eyes
And your shinny blond hair...

I miss your blond hair
your green eyes...

You were a great friend of mine
from grades k-7...

You wont stop
you promised you would...

You look at me like I'm a disgrace
like i have no heart...

We were together for only three months
But I could have swore we were in love...

The sun always sets
The tides always hit the rocks...