You are my freedom, you are my cage,
you are my peace, you are my rage...

What we see
and what we hear...

She says she's going to a place
where she doesn't need a suitcase...

I watch her crumble and start to cry
begging to God to let her die...

I am the girl
I am the girl who everyone talks to, but nobody...

You're my everything
from you're legs down to your toes...

Number one- i hate you fro all the htings you have...
Number two- i loathe you for stealing all my fun...

What would we do differently if we had the choice,
would we now speak without anger and use a softer...

I'm not exactly sure where I'm off to right now,
i think i need someone to show me how...

Oh my god you didn't did you?
that was all you had to say...

Why do you look at me and stare?
why do you watch me cry...

I never meant to do you wrong
I never meant to go back...