Look at him,
his hair is so brown...

I don't know how to tell you this,
I don't know what to say...

I just walked outside,
i found the keys to your truck...

I told you i loved you,
in return you made me cry...

I look at you,
and i see him...

Who can you run to, who can you tell?
who can you show, that my life is a living hell...

I wish I could write something that would make you...
That would bring me back to you, but that would be...

Looking in you're eyes,
thinking u were true...

Getting to school,
Not know who to tell...