Noone seems to get you or just understand,
just seems things always happen unplanned.

The one i love seems to be the one who detest, forgiveness is what i shall request.

I lost my perfect person who made my butterflys flutter.

Every night i find myself laying on my bed, crying; Thinking of YOU, cuddling with the teddy bear YOU gave me, and listening to what used to be OUR song.

As he kisses my lips, tears start to form; I love him, but there is someone else.

A bullet through the head, isnt as bad as a bullet through the heart.

I told you i was sorry. i told you i regret it; yet you go on with your day, trying to make me cry.

Losing you put me on the edge; You declining my apologys, made me go off the edge; The edge was hard enough, but falling is just harsh.

Why is it that everything you say turns into something i regret?

She's perfect, pretty, and everything you wanted; She's not me.