I thought I was over this
I thought I was done with this stage...

Broken promises
we lost a life...

I can hear your words
and I can read them as well...

Eye shadow
to cover the tears...

Don't tell me
not to care...

So she goes to school
with bracelets on her wrist...

If home is where the heart is
Then a heart I must be lacking...

I sit here crying out my eyes
i think about all of Ur lies...

I sit here
bleeding from the wrist...

This is my confession
where i write my pain...

I want let another promise break
much more i cant take...

My best friend
is goning to be there til the end...