Do you hear the stories I write?
Do you know it's about you...

I'm in the mood again
This doesn't happen all the time...

Your the reason,
I wake up in the morning...

I'm sorry,
beautiful friend...

You never see it someing.
It lurks in the streets...

I have dreams about you
Almost ever night...

I'm not sure I like you any more
Even though you never liked me...

I go there
It's reminds me of my losses...

Your making me hurt
Though you can't see it...

Missing you
Was so hard...

You take her away
It's not your first time...

I heard it's bad
I've heard what can happen...