God I didn't believe in you,
for the last year or so...

She wanted to be like the people,
she saw in magazines...

You talked to me,
for the very first time...

Why'd you tell them all those things?
About me and you and perverted schemes...

When I'm with him,
I think of you...

You told me I ignored you,
when we were together today...

Why don't you love me,
when I've done all I can do...

The citations against,
you will never mend...

It's your fault that,
I'm in the hospital now...

I'm so sick of tears,
I'm so sick of crying...

For valentines day,
I have one thing on my list...

You would never understand,
just how I feel...