I WISH IT WOULD RAIN
SO NO ONE COULD SEE MY CRYING...
How do you know
who's your real friends or not...
I’m always coming back to you
Making sure my apology is an acception...
After meeting you
I learned how to HATE...
Love is like what
The words to choose are delicate...
Mosaics rich of explicit details,
Exaggeration of magnified tall-tales...
It's hard for me to stare
straight deep into your eyes...
It’s hard talking to you,
Because I’ll miss you even more...
I hate the way you look at me
like you still care...
When I see your smile
It drives me wild...
I\'m sick and tired of the lies
Now I\'m moving on to other guys...
THESE EYES ARE FAR FROM DRY
BUT NOW I'M RUNNING OUT OF TEARS 2 CRY...