Staring out my window,
laying on my bed...

I love the way you make me smile,
and the way you make my tears disappear...

These are the words that he said,
These are the words that made her put that gun to...

My feelings never show,
my heart is sometimes made of steel...

Thinking about what has happened to me,
what happened to the girl that i used to be...

Sitting alone looking around,
nothing moves or makes a sound...

Verse one
when days turn to night...

Im laying in bed thinking about you,
wondering if your thinking about me too...

One hot summer day in july,
a little girl began to cry...

Love is never a game to me,
but sometimes thats what it seems to be...

My heart is empty,
my soul is lost...

The pain grows deep,
as my thoughts grow week...