I have it steady in my hand
Aimed and ready to shoot...

I thought you should know
You aren't making this easy...

Don't hurt her, or you'll hurt me
messing with her, means messing with me...

I knew I saw it coming
From the very start...

I'm so afraid of losing you
It almost makes me sick...

When i lace my hand into yours
I wonder if everyone before was real...

Four years of laughs, fights, and tears
I was hoping for four more years...

I know we've gone our separate ways
I just wanted you to know...

His arm around her waist,
With his studded belt in place...

I know you don't love me
So do I even try...

There's such a fine line
between liking someone, loving someone...

My old reliable best friend...
I think I will befriend him again...