The air is dry
the buzz of a fly...
She lay on her side,
As she watched out her window...
The calls continued,
As the visits increased...
Lying on the floor,
Watching blood puddle around me...
It's time to wake up,
It's time to paint on my fake smile...
Take the time to be with your friends
because you never know when its the end...
I wonder what it would be like,
To die a sweet death...
Chorus
These are the feelings you get...
It all hurts so bad,
when u keep it locked up...
The bottles gone
now what will you do...
All I really wanted
Was just one small chance...
You all pretend to cry, as you pretend to care.
You all pretend to know me, but now i am not...