I'm like a needle in a haystack
the hardest thing to track...

a tear rolled down my face
not easy to embrace...

My friend held a gun to her head
In her room where I saw I fled...

I have a sickness and it's life threatening
it's like a bomb inside of me...

Throw the window i look
that little book i took...

A single touch.
A single tear...

There was a stranger in my house.
Always in three places...

He said he loved me, but why did he say that
For he didn't mean it, the words under his hat...

i lie here in my bed
wishing i was dead...

People ask me how i can keep a straight face
from the hurtful things you chase...