She has tons of friends,
but she feels all alone

&& just leave me here to die
don't even stay to watch me cry

&& every once in a while
she cuts her wrists to get rid of the pain

Sometimes the pain is just to much
for her to keep holding on...

&& maybe it's time i start to think
that maybe we just weren't meant to be

Sometimes getting in fights with your friends can actually bring you closer.

So i'll cut my wrist and maybe
just maybe you will start to care

&& i don't know why you have to be so complicated
and not just love me back

I wish that when people ask me
"What's wrong?" and I say "Nothing"
They would know that I am lying
&& know that nothing means EVERYTHING.

&& i don't understand why love has to hurt so bad