Hate me to prove you know
That I'm not worth the pain...

I look across the room
Our eyes meet fleeting...

What have you got now little girl
Cept broken dreams in a fractured world...

I met your eyes across the floor
for the first time last night...

Dear cutter,
Just a scapegoat for the miserable...

Where is home if home isn\\\'t the place
You can be told you are who you are...

And I\'m broken inside, I\'ve finally realised
I\'m not what society wants me to be...

I\'m sorry for you you know
but also i\'m sorry I couldn\'t be everything you...

She shouldn\'t have to cry alone any more
she shouldn\'t b sat at the kitchen table...

Lined up all the little pills on the table
Made sure they were so straight...

And so you said to me
How do you feel in here...

I tried so hard to fall for you
the way you did for me...