You were my thunderstorm blocking out the light.
now that your gone
I can finally see the sun

I Don't know whats worse
the fact you can have any girl you want
or knowing that your just rubbing it all in my face

They say every rose has its thorn;
well here's the thorn,
now wheres my rose

You have no idea how hard it is to watch you walk away knwoing your never coming back