Why have i always been able to see the next thing...

Let me show u
Show u the world...

He is gone with out a site, with out a trace,
this just isn't right...

Some one just get these memories of the past out...
i just wanna let all my friends know that i wrote...

Why does she like him
Why can't she see...

When i looked into the mirror, i didn't like what...

Dig a grave
dig it deep...

Some times all i wanted was a friend.
some times all i wanted was a guy who saw threw me...

Sitting here in my bed room
thinking of all i have done...

First when i met u
i was a believer...

I look out the window
Then I shigh...

Why would u tell me what they said but leave out...
Why would u call me a sl*ut...