Every one has some thing to love, I did have you, untill you met some one to love who loved you back

I think you are some thing really special, but obvisously thats not what you think about me.

Mum I love you, dad I hate you, brother please come home I need you.

You moved on so why can't I, could it be that I still love you, I hope not...

If I cut my wrists would you care, no you wouldn't, you only care about your self and 'her'

The price of our love is getting harder and harder to pay..

You and me, her and you, no room for me...

You and me, her and you, no room for me...

If we are just friends why does it hurt so bad when you tell me you love her!?

What does she mean to you, and why can't you feel the same about me??..why can't you tell me you love me instead of her