I know that no one's life is perfect.
I know that I am cynical and sarcastic and all...

I sit in a crowd
Glaring down at my shoes...

It seems that I am the only one who can see
that this road is paved with shards of glass...

This side was always empty before,
But now my bed just feels like even I'm not there...

I cut myself last night.
It was no accident...

Have you ever considered suicide?
I never did...

I don't see how I missed it
It's the same set up as before...

I believe in Cinderella's glass slipper
Aladdin's magic lamp...

I cry for you at night,
for your well being and for your love...

What's the matter with you?
I thought every guy knew...

I want to shake him
I want to hit him...

I know I'd rather
Be riding that pony...