I sat down in the dark on my bed,
Looking threw my year book at the boy whos dead...

Scared to ask you out,
my mind is filled with doubt...

Mad Hate,
what do they both mean...

Black is the color i see in my hair,
it's the color i see in the shirts you wear...

It shoots threw your body like a huge rush,
its the feeling you get when you look into his...

Just because your her boyfriend doesn't mean you...
Just because shes not here doesn't mean i have to...

Dark Cold Filled with hate,
Choosing who lives or dies...

Thinking of you made my heart swell with joy,
hoping we would last not knowing I'm a toy...

You left me here with out so much as goodbye,
but you took my heart and I don't know why...

I don't know your name,
I don't know if your the same...