I remember the good times
When you would dry my tears...

A thousand tears I've cried
a thousand times I've tried...

You were there to listen
When no one else would...

Remember long ago
The nights we'd sit and talk...

Tired of the games you play
tired of the things you say...

You haunt my dreams each night
I wake up holding my pillow tight...

How can you love someone like this
the one who lies to feel her own bliss...

I can’t wait to feel your hand in mine,
I can’t wait to see you all the time...

I'm tired of smiling
I'm sick of causing pain...

When I lost you
My world stopped turning...

She looks in the mirror
And hates what she sees...

The weed between the flowers
The black under the light...