Dear, Nobody.
When you are fifteen years old...
I hope your happy with what you've done
Is hurting me is what you consider fun...
I would walk ten million miles
to bring him back to you...
I want to be that girl
You point to and say thats her...
Sometimes I wish i could purposely cry so you...
I want you to be the one to hold me when i feel...
Sometimes i wish i was on my own private island where nothing will bother me and nothing could ever go wrong. Where the sunrise lights up my world and i see your face in the moon at night. |