What I see when i look into your eyes,
Is everything you hide from the world...

Together through the storm we reach the shore,
Against the rocks; The ocean swaying...

I know a girl called Skyla
Such a pretty little girl...

You know I had to
I had no choice...

A beautifully broken hearted girl
Stands alone in her world of abuse...

A little boy sits in a room with tear filled eyes,
With the nickname forced upon him...

I never knew his love
Never knew how poisonous it was...

As I stand there gazing into your eyes,
I remember everything that happened...

Come to the beach to,
Mambo to the summer tune...

The boys of Summer are out to play
Screaming, laughing, pulling, pushing...

It is difficult to say this, honestly it is.
I wish you were here now, to give me my last kiss...

As I look at myself with despair,
My arms are cut and bleeding...