Silly boy
I don't need your lies
Even though this break-up
These eye's never did cry

I must be clinically insane
You could back stab me a million times
And I'd love you just the same.

I'll let you go,
And watch you fly
Wish I could clip your wings
Just one more time.

I'll step to the side
And let her take my place
And like a good girl
My smile never leaves my face

I love you more than I ever loved him... see your cuts could actually kill me.

I could be your tinkerbell
If you promise to be my peterpan
And take me off to Neverland

No longer my choice
To keep him around
My need for him
Like gravity needs
The ground.

My scars remind me of everything I've done wrong

Dear me,
I'm sorry for the scars, but lifes been kind of hard. I'm getting pretty tired, and whoever spoke of happiness is a liar.

Light brown eyes
Staring into mine
I can no longer lie
Baby I'm not fine