She must be on a death wish,
To do the things she does...

She can pretend she doesnt have those scars on her...
No matter how hard she wishes, they will still...

As she puts her head in her hands,
She begins to cry...

She sits all alone,
In her room crying...

You annoy me,
You really do...

Was it fair for you to hurt him?
to make him want to kill himself...