I'm gonna be a tattle tale,
I'm not gonna lie...
I always feel like I’m waiting
Waiting its so frustrating...
You've asked me so many times before,
Do you know emo...
Just normal teenagers going out One night
Thinking that nothing would go Wrong it would all...
There she lay,
her matted hair on her soft white bosom...
I carry this cross in a solemn vow
that everything before me will revive itself back...
Can you tell?
Can you tell she's afraid...
I’m lying here,
Blank...
Every time I lye awake
After every pill I take...
I don’t know what to do
I don’t know what to think...
Always have to sit there
pretending to be happy...
I'm tired of pretending
that everythin's OK...