Lungs are icy, and holding tight
Muscles clenched, eyes full of fright...

I held your hands, as you said your final words
And I held you close, as you took your final...

Aching for your touch
But, I know that you'll never be here...

Don't ever think it's because of you
That I would ever want to kill myself...

Imma take it back to how it used to be
When I rocked it out in my tank top and jeans...

Why don't you understand
That we really can't be together...

The girl in the mirror
Is one I wish I didn't know...

To feel hurt, to feel broken
To feel not cared about...

This is the story of a girl:
Her mom never loved her and told her she should...

I shouldnt have told you
About all of this shit...

Such a smile
Pretty face...

I dont want to be hurt,
I dont want to cry...