Take my hand and pull up my sleeves
Look at my arm that it decieves...

Red-the color of your cheeks as I walked in.
Orange-her lip gloss smeared across your lips...

I shouldn't think about you this much.
ShoulShouldn'tcrave your kiss...

Laugh too loud
Fake a smile...

I sit in the dark, all hope lost;
I never before gave thought to the cost...

Here I am again,
Sitting in my room...

I cry myself to sleep, thinking of you.
How you said that you can't deal...

Don't say you're sorry
You don't mean it...

The black tears run down my cheeks
All I can do is cry...

I'm through trying
Sick of crying...

Everything spins around her
Blurred and unclear...

The pain wells up inside,
Like an ocean...