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...

I know you may not notice me
But I know who you are...

First one day you like me,
Then the next I'm not your type...