I don't know how to say it
What I know is right
That this girl who writes of Love and Tragedy
Knows of neither tonight
This heart has never loved
a Love so very strong
She's never been really hurt
Never truly wronged
All her words are lies
Of only what she sees
None of it is true
It will never really be
So how is it that what shes says
Always seems to work
Because there was this one time
that made it all so real, this one jerk