The way I feel
I keep inside...

Why whenever I feel sad
Do I turn to you and do something bad...

The cuts on her wrists dripping with blood
To her it looks like a blood red flood...

I thought you loved me
I thought you cared...

I really didn't want this to happen
I didn't want it to be true...

A single tear drop from her eye
Thinking of all the days that passed by...

She comes to school with a smile on her face
Wanting to cry but not the place...

Would you still talk to me if you knew the truth?
Would you still treat me the same?Would you still...

You were my friend
You were my love...