As we laid there quiet
i was reminded of all the reasons i lust you...

She's the silent type
you don't hear to much about her...

*~Damaged~*
I know ima Lil strange to u sometimes...

After all the tears have fallen
cant you hear me calling...

Hands of a small girl who cuts her wrist, her life...
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* This is not true i just thought it up one day...
Sitting here tonight in the kitchen...

Your some kind of wonderful
Its hard to explain the joy you bring...

I looked away
then looked back at you...

I have done gone to bed
With thoughts of u in my head...

She's the girl that walks alone
the one who talk no one...

So many days have gone
days turn to years and still alone...

Someone better stop me,
I\\\'m reaching for the knife...