Sitting at an old computer desk,
In the chair that I grew up in...

Your shoulder is there,
When my tears start to flow...

Wipe his name off you're hand and be glad you...

I hear a car coming down the road,
I listen to hear if it stops...

The thing I cherish most,
Is You...

Her sisters came home
Drunk as hell...

Every time I think back
To how it used to be...

I want to believe that you're not lying
I want to believe that you only care about me...

Every nite he said he loved me,
Before he went to bed...

The truth is I lost my trust
Oh so very long ago...