I don't know if this is really real
i don't know how i really feel...

Don't they understand
i am hurting bad...

Mom and dad
i love you...

They call her chubs
cause shes so chubby...

Why do i cry...
i always do...

You make me sick
whenever i see you...

The thunder came by
roaring through the clouds...

What they don't know
is what i go through...

You are there for me when i need you
you are there when i need someone to talk to...

We make up
and say its all good...

After all we've been through
its all coming back...

Why are you talking
it just doesn't make since...