This time, I broke my own heart.

I'm the one he hates. Hes the one I love.

That one little question still wanders through my mind, "Why?"

I feel prettiest when tears are running down my face.

Okay, I admit it. I was wrong. I never should have left you. Now stop playin around and take me back.

Everytime I look in the mirror, I learn more about myself.

If you love me, why must you hurt me so?

He said I'm not the one he thinks about.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take your heart.
You can have mine.

I simply hate you.