I don't know what to do
I can't stop missing you...

There is a reason why I hate you
so...

You are an individual who chooses
their own path...

I'm so confused,
loves got me caught...

People live to die,
People live to get high...

When I think of you
I remember of all the memories...

Tongue tied but you can
see it in my eyes...

Money doesn't make anything better,
All it does is help give up hope...

I know it hurts,
it's like an incurable curse...

I am just waiting here in line,
just waiting for it to be my time...

Trying to turn to trust and hope,
tripping into drugs and dope...

I used to think I was right,
but I was wrong...