Once i started crying,bout stupid things like people dieing,sat on my bed thinking bout everyone i know,even my greatest foes,wondering how hard I'd cry for them,if they died
once and again i am crying not only bout people dieing but how bad it is not to be loved by you
again i started crying,but this time it's over you,I'm here but you can't see me,your looking straight through me like glass,when I'm sat here with all the emotions,your out after other people,people who i know,and i have to watch you flirt,as i sit here,caving in,but you don't care
once and again i am crying
not only bout people dying
but how bad it is not to be loved by you
