Walking alone with you
holding your hand...

He watches quietly
From the corner of the locker bay...

~Its a poem... Its a song... The truth is, I don't...
I hate these days...

They tell her what to be like
They tell her what to say...

Please try to live
Because I don't know what I'd do...

Monday is falling like a rainbow
but we're the only ones at home...

Because I'm crazy over him
too far to save...

It seems as if everyone is fighting
And I'm steadily drifting away...

The car smashed into the tree
a result of your beautiful disease...

Song on the radio
words that I don't need to know...

In the dark, half-past midnight
And I'm climbing out of my window...

I love you.
I love you, too...