He gets a call in from work that day,
Saying one tower had just been hit...

In this tiny, small parking lot,
There r drugs, acohol and pot...

Laying in the dark
emotions running wild...

Why cant he see theres a problem
That I cant do i like this anmore...

Home is where the heart is,
chya i dont think so...

The pain and greif
the horrible misery...

You took my heart,
Oh that first kiss...

She sits in class, never makes a sound
Her face frozen like porclin, never turning around...

As i take this knife, run it across my wrist
I feel the great lift of anxiety released off my...

From the day we started going out,
I knew it was too good to be true...

The thoughts of you keep coming
the need for you is here...

Never thought it was possible
For me start over and begin...