You played me like a fool,
I thought you loved me too...

I don't know what I want anymore,
But i can't stand to be in this place...

Dear Diary, begins the story,
Of a girl sick of being used...

A part of me is gone,
And it is never coming back...

I'll take this blade,
And end my life...

If I could write you a letter,
Of how I really feel...

All along she's felt so isolated from everyone...
This doesn't help at all, when she doesn't feel...

I dont know if I should tell you,
Just how I truly feel...

It's 3am, she's lying on the floor,
She's use to the chills she's had them before...

I need you, like a heart needs a beat.
I need you like a puzzle needs to be complete...

I feel as if I am flying,
I feel as if I am free...

I am here to say i love you,
I am here to say i care...