You're just another high
another shot to the head...

She was always such a good girl
she could make anyone smile...

Its easier said then done
cutting myself with that deadly blade...

Daddy's little girl
up on shoulders high...

My Dearest.
Even though it has already been a year, i can't...

Her friends, they know
that her smile is just pretend...

& it wasn't just the tears
it was the story behind them...

He hit a high note
upon his acoustic guitar...

You don't wait by the phone like i do.
and i am pretty sure you aren't home...

There was this one time...
you looked at me, with your tear drenched eyes...

Age 7:
daddy i drew a picture of us...

Don't tell me you miss me
I was just standing next to you...