Tomorrow comes after today,
The sky is the color blue...

It's about time I act older
It's about time I get better...

Great big fields of green, green, grass,
Wonderful skies of blue...

You love me and I get that
&& I'm sorry for loving someone else...

He can only hold her in the dark of night
Because according to everyone, it's not right...

Poverty should perish
And war should just end...

*This is a song by Jessica Simpson, It\'s my...
The real me is a southern girl...

She was never the prettiest girl there
And she was always pushed to the side...

When I'm looking at him
I see your smile...

My manicured nails and my perfect tanned skin...
Going through the reasons to be who I am, they all...

You used to be my everything
My perfect source of anything...

We've talked here and there
But I want a bit more...