Make me beautiful, |
I can't fall ||out|| of love, with [[y-o-u]] |
.&&*She's ((f o r c e d)) to think hell is a place call [[h-o-m-e]] |
I can't explain this feeling, I think about it |
I remember the first day I fell for you, |
She's tearing us apart, because she is |
I don't know who my real friends are, |
I was losing myself to somebody else.. |
She's perfect, I just don't messure up. I'm not perfect, just all messed up. |
[[you listen to me when I'm depressed, and it doesn't seem to make you like me less]] |