You poor your heart out to someone you trust
and the relationship turns out to be thinner than...

I love the way you look at me
the way you hold my hand...

I hate the way you stare at me
the look you give when your mad...

I always dream
how life would be so perfect...

I hate the way you stare
the way you look at me...

I don't wanna know
Debating whether were friend or foe...

You know that feeling
the feeling when someone breaks up with you...