You are the reason for me to live
but you are also the reason i want to die...

I know this girl
shes the oysters pearl...

I told you for me trusting is a dare
but now i understand how much you care...

My emtions are at its peak
i feel so helpless and so weak...

I dont know whats left for me to do
as far as i can remeber my life revolved around...

The say bueti isnt skin deep
is that way the pretty weep...

I have scratches on my arm
from causing myself harm...

I went away for awhile
i didn't even go a mile...

I open my jewelry box
and put on my bands...

So i heard she did it
i didn't think she would do it...

Just once i want you to see
what its like to be me...

When im around you im happy
mi emotions are sappy...