I'm sorry I'm not pretty enough, I'm sorry I'm not smart enough, I'm sorry I'm not perfect, but most of all....I'm sorry I'm not yours

I think I fell in love with the 8th world wonder...

And that, that's when the tear falls

Now's the part where you tell me everything will be ok...or should I say, now's the part where you used to tell me it will be ok...

I may not be as pretty as her, and I may not be as smart as her, but what I do have more than her, is love for you...

I just wish you could see how much I love you...

You said we were an accident, except this time....it was fatal

You know I wish someone would just tell me the truth instead of saying "It will be ok" just to make me feel better...

Everyone knows I'm in over my head...with 8 seconds left in overtime

The spaces between your fingers were created so that another's could fill them in, mine just wont ever be filled in...