I search for pills when I get down
I know when to leave, when you dont want me around
I write my thoughts
Like words are running out of style
I miss the memories I forgot
Since its been a while
But what are you
To yell at me
I have the same rights
I continue to bleed
You dont understand
So you cant tell me to stop
He wont give me his hand
Anthe time is flying by on the clock
I like the rush
Its something I never could get from him
I cant get enough
But now the comments are surfacing
If I explained why
Theyd look at me funny
I cant get out
I cant run
The secret is out
