Days go by, I think of you,
there's nothing left I can do...

If you had one wish, what would it be,
I don't know about you but I know about me...

Now her life is going down,
never to have a smile, always a frown...

Another torturing day goes by,
as she tries her hardest not to cry...

After waiting for so very long,
I get to see you once again...

You are crazy, loud, maniacle
you always push when i pull...

What is happiness?
Is it just a lie...

I guess that this is over now,
I guess this is the falling out...

I am the queen of broken dreams,
no one can hear my silent screams...

Roses are red,
violets are blue...

It really, really made me sad,
seeing how you felt so bad...

Nowhere to run, nowhere to turn
Left to decide which pages to burn...