I met a girl, she's pretty cute,
she said she liked my blond hair and eyes blue...

Is there anything left,
of my heart...

I look down to the floor,
and I just bleed more and more...

She said, "I think I'll go to California,
where the skies are oh so blue&quot...

So you left for California,
said you had nothin' left to say...

I never understand,
the things you say...

She said, "I'll see you later boy,
right now I've got to go&quot...

The day you left is when I started crying,
what a theft, you stole my heart by lying...

Sitting alone, I search for a reason,
to sit through the change of each new season...

Happy, and carefree,
the way I used to be...

Twisted and tortured,
I'm triggered by silence...

I feel so scared,
I don't know what to do...