Playing quoy,
Using me as your toy...

For that girl who only thinks of him.
For that guy with the grin...

That first gust,
it's always a must...

I needed one thing,
but what i got was a sting...

It started out a fight,
ended in a night...

You came over,
said 'baby i miss you...

Its hard to say,
if I'll be ok...

It starts at a look,
our eyes first meet...

You said you loved me,
you said you cared...

Your my best friend,
you with me till the end...

I feel as though I've let you down,
with every look, i feel a frown...

Let it rain,
make it pour...