Sitting alone its another wasted minute...hour....day of you life

Every second im without you feels like a year, and every year im with you feels like a second

I sit there not listening at all just thinking of you, when the teacher says my name 8 times, and i finally float back down to reality...

Broken pieces, torn in two
I love him, but i still love you

I would do anything for you, and it hurts knowing that you wouldnt do anything for me