The scars on my arm
are there because of you...

A warm rain comes down
Washing away her tears...

Someone once told me
you had a crush on me...

Someone said I should get over you
But that's impossible for me...

I didn't think you'd do this
it was too late when I started to see...

Papa,
All the memories are in a swirl of clouds above my...

Why does everyone think I'm weird
Because I like hearts and stars and skulls...

I've got purple polish on my nails
And a green shirt on my back...

Love is a slow killer
forming suicidal thoughts...

My mind is troubled
there's something I have to hide...

God's grace
and your friendship...

The feeling I get when you say you're going to...
the feeling I get when you forget to call at all...