I smile these fake smiles
each and every day...
My friends didn't understand
when i started to wear all black...
I sat it the corner,
Not waiting to see...
The day I, c u is the day I fall apart
Still with all feelings raw...
Natural blonde hair falls perfectly in place
Framing a face that is round and freckled...
Paper wings is all I've got.
Carry me far, I fear they'll not...
I have this feeling this feeling of pain
This feeling i get can drive you insane...
A scream, a shout
A razor, a doubt...
I'm in the business of misery
The razor's my best friend...
So what if i like wearing baggie pants,
don't shave my legs...
I'm far from perfect
Actually, anything but...
Leaves finding a home next to an old rotting...
grass starting to droop in a sad sort of way...