Dad said he loved me,
But I think that he lied...

The rain on the windows
make it painfully obvious...

Natural blonde hair falls perfectly in place
Framing a face that is round and freckled...

Yesterdays Kisses, Tommorows tears,
Thinking about it through the years...

If tears could talk,
What would yours say...

There she goes right through these halls,
The one wholl surely fall...

Im not supposed to be there,
Not supposed to be so blind...

Eyes watering, music blasting,
sick of happy never lasting...

I dont know why Im crying,
When you dedicate a song...

I do not speak of rainbows,
I do not speak of gold...

They think that I dont listen,
They think that I dont care...

A broken, shattered, twisted heart,
Slowly being torn apart...