I told you i loved you,
you thought it was true...
Its not that I miss you,
Its just that IDK how to be w/o you...
When ppl find out what he is,
They think that I’m insane...
U say ur a playa
and that ur playing me too...
I sent you letters
And wrote you poems...
The truth is
i really dont know fo sure...
I can not help it but...
im still in love with you...
Mon coeur désespère
Un amour perdu...
Will you be my valentine?
Will you be my friend...
One snap of hand,
One small little cut...
This dying soul inside of me is killing me to...
This dying soul inside of me...
I am popular.
You are a punk...