While other girls doodle hearts,
I scribble tiny stars - little wishes for
everything to somehow be okay

She paints a pretty picture but theres a twist her paintbrush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist

And maybe i like the paon. maybe i am wierd that way. because without it i dont know, maybe i just wouldnt feel real..

Dont kid yourself. that boy you love.. yeah he loves you in a way that hes just not ready to deal with yet

Take my hand and lets walk across the slippery ice i promise we'll make it, but if we dont we'll fall together

I shouldnt fill myself with false hope that he might be missing me just like i am missing him

I looked in the mirror and laughed
so much for not falling in love
so much for not being a hypocrite

Me? im scared of everything im scared of what i saw, im scared of what i did of who i am and most of all im scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my life the way i feel when i am with you

Let me get this straight You were leading me on, keeping me waiting for something that wasn't there, letting me get my hopes up for you, acting like you cared and allowing me to start liking you more and more every day because you didn't want to hurt me

She sits at home watching the lightning, feeling the
thunder. Wishing you were sitting right beside her.