&&im not some freking call girl |
I?m not depressed, I?m just sad |
So take this knife and cut my wrists?. |
Cut the skin to the bone |
A Broken Mirror, A Bleeding Fist |
& and with one last look at his photo she finally throws it away and relizes that it was never ment to be. |
& she says LIE TO ME |
& shell sit there in the rain just sitting and waiting because even tho she knows he wont show her heart says give him one more chance. |
& she turns on a song that reminds her of him |
Why you lie to me do you know that you hurt me or do you do it see how much it takes for me to break? |