_You write such pretty words,
But life's no story book_

Tears are s l o w l y showing,
My s m i l e is finally going,
&& my heart is s l o w l y breaking_

So tonight i'll sit and pick apart your pictures && over anaylse your words...

_The Rhythm of time, is the heartbeat to a broke heart_

So, There's this boy && he kinda has my heart

I'll write your name on a bullet before i put it too my head, just so you know you were the last thing that went through my mind