&& even though she wants to cry |
&& everyday she just wishes |
She never really thought she was beautiful |
You may have broken my heart |
&& just when i think i'm over you |
&& when shes all alone in her room at night |
So i slide the razor blade across my wrists |
So i'll cut my wrists and hope to die |
&& isn`t it kind of funny how i love you |
I dont know how i can sit here and love you |