He sat on the bridge top,
and started at the starry night...

I picked you up,
and i prayed for strenght...

Write me one last lullyby,
then feel free to go...

Let me tell you a story,
of a girl i no quite well...

To my ex-boyfriend, my ex-best friend, the one...
These Memories-Amy Crawford...

I wasn't prepared for it,
it came such a shock...

Facing you with tears,
streaming down my cheek...

THERES THIS GIRL I KNOW,
I WISH SHE WAS DEAD...

What would you do?
what would you say...

Please listen very closely,
ill tell you a secret you did not no...

And the rain was running down the pane,
ands she sat and thought of him again...

I never thought id be here again,
downing pills to numb my pain...