To put it nicely...I hope you choke.

Cut me up like paper and tape me back together into something beautiful.

Heartbroken and softspoken. So go on baby, walk right past me. I'm used to it.

And now we know why they call it a crush.

And if I ever start to matter...let me know.

How lcky am I to have somebody who makes saying good-bye so hard?

I always knew lovers could break your heart, but I never knew that friends could.

There are always times in my life when I need a friend. Now is one of those certain times when I need a friend who needs me.

Well it's been almost a year to the moment
When i finally realized it was over
And I knew that love wasn't good enough
Of a reason for me to stay.

How could you expect me to live without you? One cannont become accustomed to the loss of happiness