A razorblade on the bathroom floor,
A sudden knock at the door...
Maybe I'm not as pretty as the other girls.
Maybe I'm not as smart...
I want to tell him how I feel but, I'm scared. How...
I like him alot though and its possible he could...
A razorblade on the bathroom floor,
A sudden knock at the door...
Today I found a friend,
Who knew everything I felt...
It's not that I don't love you,
And it's not that I don't care...
Each Tear Tells A Story. |
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Haveing your boyfriend brake up with you and say "we can still be friends" is like your dog dieing and your mom telling you "you can keep him" |