It's sad to think you'll never be mine. It's even sadder to realize I knew it all the time.

I opened my heart to you. I can't just stand around like a fool waiting for you to be ready.

I guess I've been wishing on her star, because she got what I wanted.

I'm beautiful, right? I mean, in everyone else's eyes I am. But I'll never be beautiful in his eyes, and that kills me.

And it's times like this that I dread...when there's everything to say and nothing left to be said. It makes me sad.

Take a walk outside your mind. Tell me how it feels to be the one who turns the knife inside of me.