Inside I feel empty,
No love to receive...

Punch me,
Kick me...

Outside I'm fake,
Inside I cry...

This knife I use to cut real deep,
The towel's where the blood will seep...

I told you a secret,
I thought you needed to know...

My tears fall,
They hit the ground...

My blood runs cold,
Cold as ice...

The look on my face,
You could tell...

Its hard to see that you love her more,
Its hard to see her lying on your floor...

Fragile to handle,
Easy to break...

She was just another face,
Not a special girl...

Boys are toys that don't play nice,
Friends are nice...