Friends r cool,
friends r gr8...

I stare into the midnight light,
wondering if i would ever see that ugly face again...

I loved a guy,
and he loved me...

The cutting of my wrists,
the blood dripping down on my jeans...

I no what you call me,
behind my back...

Apart doesn't mean the end,
it doesn't mean a thing...

She's so special to me,
she's gone to live away...

When you feel unwanted,
when every thing has passed...